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his frayed robe and shook his head. " Wow, that was close."
    "Not, close enough," the woman muttered.
    Brian shot her an uneasy smile. When the elevator doors finally opened, he stepped out holding the back of the torn robe safely over his naked ass. Then he walked in small steps toward the reception desk.
    "Bye," the woman called after him as she watched, tilting her head, and following him as the elevator doors closed.
    After being led to the massage room, Brian discovered Jillian laying on her back and getting her shoulders rubbed. Turning, he gave her a view of his torn robe.
    She winced. "What the hell happened to you?"
    "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." The masseuse held a sheet up as he slipped off the robe and climbed on the massage table.
    "Um, I would." Jillian giggled. "Remember I know you so I realize that pretty much anything is possible."
    "That's true," he replied as the masseuse rearranged the sheet over his lower body.
    "So, what happened to your robe?"
    "Oh, it got caught in the elevator doors." He gave her an apologetic look. "I almost lost it. I mean, really lost it."
    "How does something like that even happen?"
    "I don't know. The elevator went up, the robe went down and the next thing I knew I was on the floor staring up to an entire horrified troupe of Brownies clutching the robe over my … my, you know…"
    "They didn't see your…?" She shot him a horrified look.
    "Almost, but no." He sighed. "Are you starting to see a pattern with me and these crazy situations?"
    "Yes, I am."
    "This one could have been bad. Real bad."

5
     
    After the spectacular massages and a day spent gambling and relaxing in the sun with their closest friends, the two couples enjoyed dinner together. Brian managed to make it the whole day without any additional close calls involving his naked body and strangers.
    Jillian had obtained the medical clearance from her doctor so the next day the two couples hopped on a non-stop flight to Honolulu to attend her son's hastily arranged small wedding. Thankfully, she only threw up once while in the air. Rob picked them up from the airport and as they drove, Rob said, "Dad is already here and he's not alone."
    "So he has a new girlfriend?" Jillian asked.
    "He says they're engaged."
    "Well, that's great for him."
    "She's really gorgeous in a sort of… wait, how can I put this delicately? Um, in a slutty way."
    "That's putting it delicately?" Brian made a face.
    "She's nice and everything, but she just dresses, you know…"
    "I'm sure she's fine." Jillian rolled her eyes.
    "You guys will meet her soon enough." Rob turned onto a mountain road. "But don't worry Dad is staying at a hotel. In fact, that's where we're having dinner. We have reservations at nine."
    Rob pulled the car into the driveway of the three-bedroom house he was renting. It was about five miles from the coast just outside Honolulu.
    Jillian commented, "This is even prettier than the pictures."
     
     
    That night, Rob, Bridget, Jillian, Brian, Victoria, and Jim were enjoying drinks at the restaurant. George and a short, good-looking woman approached the table each carrying a beer bottle and laughing loudly. She appeared to be in her late thirties. The woman's enormous and obviously fake breasts were accentuated by her huge gaping cleavage and covered by a sheer top, which was nowhere near up to the task. Her bra was noticeably absent while her skirt was short and equally challenged at covering both her thighs and plump rear end.
    Brian's eyes widened and he muttered, "Holy crap."
    "What?" Jillian asked.
    "Oh, nothing." Brian grabbed his drink and threw back a huge gulp.
    Rob stood. "Dad."
    "Rob." George tipped his bottle to his son.
    Brian and Jim stood as the woman moved around them toward the empty seats as Rob began, "Everyone this is Cherry."
    "Hiya." Cherry sat and smiled to the group.
    George leaned over to his ex-wife. "Jillian, how have you been?"
    "I've been good."
    George sat at the table as Rob returned