So, the party on Saturday. Brianna and Genie asked if they could bring an extra, and were told they could, and apparently Brianna shot an invitation to that girl she babysat this summer. Said girl had apparently been anxious to hear from her again, and accepted.
Younger as she is though, Heather did strike the rest of us as rather immature. When the alcohol came out, and Brianna told her she would not be breaking the law by allowing a minor to partake, she threw a total fit. The cure to that - which Brianna absolutely, definitely, 100% wasn't expecting and working toward all along - was a bare bottomed hairbrushing in front of everyone. On Genie's suggestion, Brianna kept her pants, panties, and shoes after that, and - since she needed SOMETHING to do while everyone else was drinking - put her to work serving the rest of us. Mature and compassionate crowd that we are, I can assure you that no one took the opportunity to tease or humiliate Heather as she served us, and no one even thought of grabbing, pinching, or slapping her swollen red caboose as she walked by.
Sad to say, I was a bit late to the party myself, and missed the initial drama. When Brianna saw how put out I was over this though, she grabbed our little bare-bottomed waitress and pulled her right back over her lap for another hairbrushing just like the first, purely for my entertainment. She's such an amazing friend!
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