Spring Break Wet T

 

Payton was in the XYZ corp private bar. At some point, she’d changed out of her crochet yellow top and beaded necklace and pants suit from her interview, and into a pair of white shorts and a white tank top. She couldn’t remember when or how. Like how she couldn’t remember who the pretty girl with her was. All Payton knew was they were both super waysted. But not waysted enough.

“Hold the jigger sseady,” Payton slurred as she poured the Jack Daniels and grasped her companion's right arm. 

“Why doanshu hold the boll sseady Payton? Yer nod stoo zzzrunk arr yoo?,” Paytons companion asked.

Payton giggled, her laughter ringing through the room. “Me? never! jussa li'l titsy, that’s alll!” She stopped pouring and brought the bottle to her lips and drank. “Iff anyones too zzzrunk iss yoo, runnin' 'round wiss nooo pranns.”

Olivia rolled her glassy eyes playfully. “I'm nod zzzrunk.  Surrre im only wearin' pannies ann a cami ann summ guys shird ann pannies.  Bud im the owners daughter ann yer bozz.”

Through her booze and drug soaked brain, Payton remembered-her companion was Olivia, the daughter of XYZ corporation and her new boss.

“Ride, ride, olivia.  Perhaps im a li'l zzrunker 'an juzz titsy,” Payton said, laughing again. As Olinia brushed her har back with her hand, Payton could’t help but admire Olivia. Olivia was confident and carefree. Payton knew she’d love working for her and XYZ corp. They were like two peas in a pod, and Payton couldn’t wait to see what adventures awaited them.

“Thass ok payton.  Iss ssill yer sprin' break.  Now ged me the soda,” Olivia commanded playfully. She snatched the whiskey bottle from Payton, took a swig, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Payton laughed and shook her head. “Y'know that’s nod soda, ride?” she teased. “Bud alright, i’ll gesha the soda.” Payton stood, swaying like a palm tree in a hurricane, and reached over to the bar and got the soda hose. Then she handed it to Olivia.

Olivia accidentally triggered it, spraying Payton. “Cool, less havva wed t-shird connezz,” Payton said, raising her arms above her head and Olivia continued to spray her.