This party isn't over. The girls' night was a success with food, tons of alcohol, funny games, and a bunch of women spilling some tea that shouldn't have been spilled; some nasty shit you don't tell everybody.

We spend the morning after in our pajamas. Angie makes mimosas to celebrate my new position while we eat a lovely breakfast, and talk about our plans for the day and memories from last night.

"Who the fuck brought the henny? Y'all sneaking hard liquors in this bitch when we only supposed to have wine and shit." One of the Virginia girls laughs.

These girls are loud as hell but they're entertaining. Our plans were to socialize and watch a movie. They said 'fuck the movie' and came up with different games you get drunk to. It was a fun time but not so fun in the morning.

"Gina, if you don't chill out. It's too early in the morning. But who did bring that shit? Somebody snuck in some vodka and jack too." Another one of them speaks softly.

I just sit back and take a sip of water. Angie and I didn't get anything else but the wine and food. There were no hard liquors added to the list.

"Hell, I did. Since we couldn't get lit another way, ahem, Angie!" Darian admits as she clears her throat and rolls those deep brown eyes of hers.

Go figure. The health nut weed lady brought that shit. Glad she did because we all felt good last night.

"Well, we can't get mad about it now. We had a good ass time and that's all that matters. Anyway, listen up. We gotta figure out what to do today. We only have a few days left and I wanna show out." Cass smiles as she fixes her wig.

Can you believe we only have four more days left here? It could be a good thing because we're starting to miss home. Plus, I have work to do and I want to get a head start; catch up on everything before it gets too hectic.

"What's the plan, Lieutenant Ang?" Darian picks at Angie as we all eat our food.

There are about 10 girls in the beach house and it's as if we're all sisters. We get along so easily and are having a good time together.

"Girl, don't ask me. How am I supposed to know? Is Cassidy not the event coordinator?" Angie finally sits down to eat.

"I can't go back to the beach right now. I'm so tired of that sand and water that I can't even run in it anymore. If we ain't got nothing else to do here, we just need to go home."

Darian's right. It could be time for us to go home. We've done enough to make this trip memorable. Some of the Virginia girls are thinking the opposite.

"I think this is only the beginning. We have a lot more things to see around here."

Yeah, you ladies do because you just got here this past weekend.

"I can't lie to y'all. I've been missing my hubby since I got here. He's back at the house, taking care of the kids and working like always. We ain't got kinky with each other since our youngest was born."

Alright, we really pushing the envelope here, aren't we?

These girls must not have a filter.

"Oh, you into the freaky shit? You should've invited him here."

Now, why would Cass encourage her to bring her husband here? It's a girls' trip for them too. Why would she let her husband come with her?

"I feel you, Anisa. I want the same thing but ain't got a man to do it with. I just want a pipe and a good joint. That's a fun experience right there. No weed in the house though-"

"Hell no. It's still illegal here and I ain't going to jail for any one of you muthafuckas." Angie sets the standard for the beach house.

"Y'all and the dick. Y'all so obsessed. First, it was Journee. Now, it's Cassidy, Anisa, Gina, and Yasmine. I don't get y'all." Darian complains as she reminds me of my sexcapades here.

The last time I got split open was a few days ago and, I'll be honest, I was feenin' for some more. Tripp was great in bed and I'm sure he could get freakier than the last time.

Tripp was packing but not with a sledge hammer. He was long but not thick and long felt way better than thick because it pokes guts and shit. Maybe not poke guts but it was up in there and I was here for it.

What really turns me on is the way he touches me. When he decorates my skin with soft kisses and places a firm hold around my sides, that makes me want to take him down. Those quick bites on my skin drive me crazy. The smell of his cologne makes me drift off into a daze while his delicate touch, down my backside, gives me the shivers.

This was all from one night. One!

Maybe if he wasn't playing, I'd be celebrating in his bed. I just wish he'd open up about his feelings. When you're quiet like that, it makes you sketchy as hell. How do you flirt with somebody and touch somebody like that, then back away when it's convenient for you?

"I may be dragging some dick back home with me, y'all. Cam may be moving to Kentucky with me." Cass reveals.

How the hell did she get him interested in that idea? No man, much less Cam and his buddies, would do something like that unless they were deeply in love.

From what I know about him and his friends, he wouldn't do it but maybe I don't know Cam like that. He may want to move with Cass but he's got too much at stake. This is his home. Why would he want to move away from his friends and everything he's ever known?

"Cass, I hate to tell ya but you are not that fine to get a Florida man, like Cam, to move to our country-ass town. Good luck though."

You can hear that jealous shady tone in Darian's voice. She's over the trip at this point. She just wants to go home now.

"Girl, chill out. Don't be jealous just because you ain't got no man and unhappy doesn't mean the rest of us have to be. Cassidy, I'm glad you happy and I hope he does move there with you. Everybody deserves to be happy."

Angie's right. Everybody deserves a little bit of happiness in their lives and I want to believe I found mine here. How can your happiness become difficult though?

"Speaking of happiness, what brings you happiness, Angela?" Gina asks.

I wonder the same thing. Besides crab legs and brunches on the square, what really makes Angie happy?

Angela's never needed a man nor material things to make her feel good, and that's just from knowing her through work. She never talked about her love life, her personal life, or anything. She was just part of the HR department and she was that bitch. That's how she presented herself.

"Food, plants, coffee, a glass of wine here and there, and seeing everybody else succeed. That's what makes me happy."

That's a genuine answer from her and I love that. She brings great spirits and I hope to go on another trip with her.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, all that. But what about some dick? Don't you wanna get down and nasty with a guy here? Or, wait...are you gay, Angela?"

These girls are digging deep because Darian, Cass, nor I knew anything about that. They are allowed to do this because they don't work with Angela.

"Look, this is not the Angela Show. Don't worry about my love life. I'm happy with it and that's all that matters. Y'all ain't gonna ask Darian about her love life?"

Angie pushes the question to Darian who's eyes widen at the thought. Darian...hers is a long story.

"Don't worry about mine either because mine ain't as interesting. Ain't we supposed to figure out where we're going for the day? Y'all talking dick and it's almost noon."

"She ain't got no man and pressed as fuck because she wants that rude boy. She wanna be Rihanna so bad."

Cassidy laughs along with some of the Virginia girls. Darian gives her this terrible evil eye and the middle finger. But did Cassidy lie? Darian gives off those vibes.

Anyway, we all discuss what activities we want to do but none of us want to get in the water. Someone suggests a wine tasting event but that's a bad idea after last night. Somebody else recommends Busch Gardens and that sounds fun.

Of course, Cass suggests a strip club but it's still daylight. I offer up a dolphin cruise. No swimming in water or anything but they don't want to do that.

My thing is how the hell is Darian not getting in the water? She loves the water.

"Listen, we have to do something. Even if it means getting in a little bit of water, we gotta do something-"

Gina interrupts Anisa with a "Anybody been paddleboarding before?"

Somehow, we all agree to do that and get ready for it. If it's anything like that jet ski thing with Tripp, I'm not doing it. I'll stand on the edge of the water and take pictures of everybody else. My paddleboard will be broken before we get started.

Before I enter my room, Cass pulls me aside to tell me something.

"Cam invited me to this event at the lounge around the corner. Can you go with me? I want someone else there for support."

Why not? I can handle being a third wheel to support my friend. If somebody would get themselves together, I wouldn't have to be.

***
Heeeeeeyyyyyyy everybody!

We're back! How y'all doing?

I don't know where all this came from, honestly. I usually write my stories out in a notebook before I put it up here but, at the time of writing, I didn't know what I was talking about so if it sounds backwards, that's why. Lol

But anyway, what do you all think about this paddle boarding thing? Y'all think Journee will participate?

Will Tripp and Journee get up the nerve to talk to each other instead of playing the waiting game?

Shoot, I wrote the whole thing in a notebook and I still don't know. Lol

See ya on Friday!