Wendy was in the kitchen cooking scrambled eggs with bacon and hot peppers. Cathy was sitting at the counter watching her cook. Owen walked in with his shorts and shirt in his hand. He passed the two and went into the second bedroom. They heard the water start in the shower. Cathy got up and walked over to the door to the patio. She turned and shook her head indicating the girl was gone. Cathy went into the bedroom than the bathroom where Owen was showering. She asked, “so what’s up with the girl? Did we troll a high school looking for a little strange?” Owen said, “its nothing like that. Ana is eighteen, and we met on the beach where she and a few of her friends were out enjoying the sun.” Cathy said, “she’s cute, but are you sure she’s eighteen?” Owen said, “I watched her buy beer and from what I have been told they are strict about that whole drinking age here.” Cathy smiled thinking just how naive he was being. She asked, “so where did she go? Off to school?” Owen said, “I can hear your sarcasm, and no she had to work this morning. She works in that small hotel up the beach her father owns.” Owen turned off the water and opened the curtain. He asked, “how long are we here for because Wendy seems to think we were on our way back soon?” Cathy said, “we are here for the week no matter what but then we go home, and I do mean us.”
Owen joined the two for another plate of eggs and heartburn. Afterward, he cleaned up. He was in his board shorts, but he left the shirt back in the shower. Wendy said, “Owen, I think if you and your jailbait are going to keep doing it then you should take your room back.” Owen said, “I don’t know if she is even coming back. She never gave me her number.” Wendy smiled and showed him a permanent marker she found on the porch. She said, “yeah it’s a good thing you couldn’t reach your back.” Owen went into the bathroom and checked his back in the mirror. On his upper shoulder was a phone number surrounded by hearts. Wendy came in with a bottle of acetone and said, “this should take that off.” Owen turned around blocking the number on his back. Wendy smiled and said, “you just met this girl.” Owen sat on the counter with his back to the mirror. She put her hands on his shorts. She looked at where his manhood is, and for the first time, she didn’t see him as a walking sex toy. She found she didn’t want to be here with him. She pulled the marker from a pocket and wrote the number down on a piece of paper from a bag. She gave him the paper then she kissed him on the lips and left him in the bathroom.
Wendy found Cathy in the bedroom watching a Telemundo morning show. She slipped into the bed with her and snuggled close. She said, “I just made a move on Owen and then stopped. I found I didn’t want him I wanted you.” Cathy stroked her head and said, “maybe we are ready for something more than just some cheap sex.” Wendy said, “but I don’t want to grow up if it means leaving the sex behind.” Cathy replied, “we can still have fun but just not with him. I think just maybe you…. well we are just too fond of him to see him like that anymore.” Wendy said, “marry me.” Cathy stopped stroking Wendy’s hair and said, “don’t play with me.” Wendy got up and said, “I want this child to be as much mine as yours, and I want to be with you forever even if it means a label."
Cathy said, “I want all that too, but I also don’t want to give up our lives. I want to be a part of the fight; a part of our extended family, and I also want to have our fun.” Wendy got up and went over to a bag on a dresser. She said, “there are some people, our family that are right now thinking that we are breaking up the band, but maybe we can show them something different.” Wendy came back to the bed with a ring in her hand. She said, “I bought this in a pawn shop when I was twelve. I didn’t understand why but just maybe I do now.”
“Hello white boy,” Ana said as she answered her phone. Owen asked, “how did you know it was me?” Ana laughed and said, “only you and my grandma call me.” Owen thought about that when he said, “are you doing anything tonight?” Ana giggled asking, “that depends on whether you consider yourself a thing or not?” After a long silence, Owen asked, “what are we?” Ana asked, “why do we have to be anything?” Owen looked over at the door to the two ladies’ room and said, “I like you, but I know we didn’t start off well and trying to make something of what could have been a one-night-stand could be difficult, but I want to try, and I think you do as well.” Ana sighed saying, “you are leaving in a couple of days, and I can’t see having that long-distance thing with someone I just met.” Owen asked, “well, what if I don’t have to leave?” Ana asked, “maybe we should talk about that together?” Owen asked, “do I meet you or the other way around?” Ana said, “I get off tonight at eight, so I’ll be over afterward.” Owen said, “and then you’ll get off again.” Ana snickered saying, “not with lines like that.”
“If it’s a boy then George for his father,” Wendy said while stroking Cathy’s naked stomach, long before she was showing. Cathy smiled and said, “boy George.” Wendy went on saying, “if it’s a girl then Tiffany or Amber.” Cathy started to belly laugh saying, “yeah right then we’ll buy her baby’s first stripper’s poll. No, there is plenty of time to think about names.” Cathy looked at the ring in the light of the television. They spent all day in bed making love and talking about what was next. Cathy asked, “do you think Owen’s coming with us?” Wendy quickly replied, “oh yes he is, or Sam might not work with us again.” Cathy replied, “I don’t think we should stop him if he wants to stay. I don’t think Sam would mind either.” Wendy said, “I don’t want to fight about this, but he just met her a day ago, and we know nothing about her.” Cathy pushed her hand away and wrapped herself around Wendy who closed her eyes and said, “we won’t interfere with whatever he wants. We will just make sure he has an out in case this thing goes south on him.” Cathy kissed her neck and whispered, “that’s all we should do, and I think little Prudence would agree.” Wendy said, “just for that I’ll make sure her name is Prudence.”
Owen sat on a bench near the hot tub waiting for Ana. He had a bottle of wine and a plan. Ana came out of the dark in a short white dress with thin yellow straps. The dress was cut low and meant to be worn with a shirt underneath, but Ana didn’t wear the shirt. The result was that it looked like she was just wearing an apron. Ana took the bottle away from Owen and took a long drink. The wine was dry and dark with a chocolate and berry overtone. She untied the strap around her waist and got into his lap. She untied the straps around her neck and pulled the apron off. Without taking his eyes off her body, Owen asked, “you're trying to change the subject, aren’t you?” Ana kissed him again and said, “you are leaving in a day or two, so I don’t see what there is to talk about.” Owen turned her over, so he was on top. As he did, he took off his shirt and worked on taking his shorts off. Ana finished the job. Owen said, “I have no real reason to go back, but I can see one to stay.”
Cathy made a fist then made a jerking motion back and forth. She said, “you don’t get pregnant doing this Scott.” The rest of the group snickered as Scott gave her a confused look asking, “but we?” He made a penetration gesture with his hands. Cathy smiled and said, “think about what we did. We never connected the P to the V. Lots of other things but not what Clinton would have called sex.” Sally put up her right hand saying, “I think we’re off topic here and just maybe we should leave the private talk private.” She stood up and walked over to Cathy going to one knee. She took her by the hands and asked, “are we still on mission?” She saw the ring in her left hand and smiled. Cathy leaned in and whispered, “more on that later.” Wendy said, “our situation hasn’t changed with the FBI. With all the heat working out in the open will be difficult. Also, Owen decided to stay in Mexico for a while to see if he can make something work.” Sally said, “that doesn’t answer the question.” Wendy looked to Cathy who smiled and said, “while we need to be careful we won’t stop the missions.” Scott asked, “and there’s no possible way the kid could be mine?”
Owen opened the windows to let in some fresh air and sun. After filling out the paperwork, he rented a house closer to town and the hotel where Ana worked. The house was a one bedroom with a small courtyard in the back. The place was smaller than the villa on the beach, and it didn’t have a pool or hot tub. He would also have to buy his drinking water in bulk. After calling a friend back home and having him sell his car, he would have enough money to live on without needing a job for at least a year. Ana was coming over to help him buy some furniture and decorate. He decided not to buy a television. He had good cellular reception, and the local cable company offered a good deal in an internet connection. He felt kind of racist to think he would be thrown back into the dark ages outside of the country. The first thing he ordered was a portable hot tub. A knock at the door and Ana came in wearing a long rose-colored skirt with a white top and matching vest. Her nameplate was gone. She came over to him and said, “I have good and bad news. My father found out about you and fired me and kicked me out of the house.” Owen asked, “so what’s the bad news?”