Since it was already getting dark, we decided to just sit around the cabin and catch up on old times. All four of us worked full-time jobs. Cara had a three-year-old daughter, and Sandy had a five-year-old son. So, it was rare that we had the chance to really talk. Savanna tossed beers to us from the cooler we had packed and smiled at me.
“So,” Savanna started, “what can we share? Oh, I know! Larissa, let’s talk about what just happened.”
I blushed immediately, remembering the scene with the chamber pot vividly.
“Yeah, let’s,” Cara agreed.
“Umm… okay…”
“You were really enjoying yours