My phone rang. Who calls at 5 in the afternoon?
“Hello?”
“Um, hey babe. Could you do me like the biggest favor ever?” Cynthia asked me in a worried, shaky voice.
“Yeah babe, whatcha need?”
“Could you come pick me up? Brad normally gives me a ride home but…I don’t think that’ll work today.”
“I guess, yeah. What’s the address?”
She gave me some numbers, a road name and hung up with a, “Thank you so much. Love you!”

I turned onto the road and pulled up to the house she had told me to go to. All I could think was god. damn. the thing was HUGE .
I knocked on the door, which Cynthia answered in a few seconds. “Aw, thank you Jake! I really didn’t wanna walk 15 miles.” She said with a smile.
This comment barely registered with me because I was wayyy too preoccupied with the fact that all she was wearing was a towel. I pulled my eyes off her legs and focused on her face (quite a feat if I may say so myself). “Anytime. Hey, I got a question…well two actually…and those may lead to more questions.”“