Author's Notes:

There's a little bit of PG-13 content here, but it's mostly just a tease.

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Third Person Perspective:

As Adrian pulled his bright yellow Mustang up to his uncle's house for the reunion, Rose began to regret going along.

"Rose," Adrian said, with a rare use of her actual first name, "Are you okay, baby?"

"Sure," she replied with a noncommittal shrug.

"You're wearing the red bikini, right?" he asked. Rose nodded. "In that case, can you take that t-shirt off? You look so good in it."

"Fuck, why not?" Rose said, as she pulled the t-shirt over head and left it sitting in Adrian's car. He led her inside, got them both drinks, and began introducing her to people.

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Dimitri sat in the hot tub in the far back corner of the yard with Ivan, his back to the rest of the party-goers.

"Holy shit!" said Ivan, elbowing Dimitri in the ribs, "Look at the girl your cousin Adrian brought to the party! Fuck, just her tits alone are enough to make her a ten! With her body, and that face and hair, she's like a thirteen. Now, there's someone who could make you forget about this student of yours."

As Dimitri turned and looked, he began to wonder if maybe he was seeing things. It can't be her, he thought to himself.

"Let's go introduce ourselves," said Ivan, standing to get up out of the hot tub, "If I know Adrian to be the player that he is, she might be on the market soon, anyways." Dimitri followed along.

Ivan and Dimitri grabbed some drinks and walked up to Adrian and his date, bringing Dimitri to stand just in front of Rose. "Adrian!" he said, pulling him in for a bro-hug while trying not to spill their drinks, "Who's this you've brought with you?"

"Ivan, Hey!" said Adrian, "And Dimitri! Rose, I'd like you to meet my cousin Dimitri Belikov. And this is Ivan Zeklos." As Adrian said each of their names, he waved a hand to point to who he was referring to. "Guys, this is Rose Hathaway."

Rose almost couldn't take her eyes off of Dimitri's chiseled bare chest, but she managed to hear the introduction. Rose blushed just a little, hoping no one noticed. 

"We've actually already met," said Rose, looking at Dimitri, "Dimitri is the guy I've been spending detention with every day this week." Ivan let out a small rush of air as he realized just who Rose was. "But," continued Rose, extending her hand, "I didn't know his first name until now."

Dimitri replied back, taking Rose's hand and shaking it, probably a bit longer than necessary, taking in her body in the bikini top and shorts, and Rose's plump, kiss-bruised lips, "Well, Roza, I guess you can stop calling me 'Comrade' now." Adrian arched an eyebrow at Rose upon hearing this. Rose ignored Adrian as she licked her lips looking at Dimitri, partially fascinated by him and partially wondering why he had called 'Roza'.

"Who says I can't call you both now?" Rose replied with a wink.

Ivan whispered in Dimitri's ear, "Dude, you're so fucked! We're going to get you that account tonight and get someone to 'help' you with this situation before the end of the month."

Almost simultaneously, Adrian whispered to Rose, "So, 'Comrade', huh? You're gonna pay for that later, little vixen." Adrian gave Rose a light pat on her rear.

"I think I already did," whispered Rose, "Or would you care to give me some 'Sage' advice on how this is any different?"

"Touché, little vixen, touché," Adrian replied.

Adrian said, to Ivan and Dimitri, "Why don't you boys join us? We were just going to sit down." They all agreed and grabbed a table near the pool.

"So, Ivan, are you Dimitri's boyfriend?" Rose asked, trying to sound like she was making small talk. Adrian, Dimitri, and Ivan all nearly spit their drinks out at her question.

"No, doll-face," laughed Ivan, "You're much more my type than he is. We both like the ladies far too much to be into each other. Dimitri's like a brother to me. What about you and Adrian?"

Rose was thinking of mentioning that they were seeing other people, hoping to spark Dimitri's interest. Before Rose could speak, Adrian spoke for her. "We actually met at St. Vlad's back when I was a student. Rose and I have been dating on and off for a couple of years now."

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 Despite the initial awkwardness of the moment, the conversation had flowed freely between the three of them.  Dimitri hadn't said much, but when he did talk, the connection between him and Rose seemed genuine.  It might've been Rose's imagination, but it seemed like Dimitri and Ivan had both been flirting.  

Several minutes later, Rose had finished her third drink.  The Russian vodka was pretty harsh, but Rose was starting to like it and thought she better quit while she was still sober enough to be safe to swim.

"You boys mind if I go for a swim?" she asked, standing up from her chair.

"No, not at all," said Adrian, "I might even join you."

Rose leaned down and kissed Adrian a bit more deeply than was appropriate for public, making a show of it, and then she began pulling off her shorts to dive into the pool. Dimitri tried not to look, but found himself gaping at her as the bikini bottom dipped down while she was pulling off the shorts. He gulped and turned the other way.

After Rose had walked away, Adrian stood, saying, "Well, gentlemen, it's been nice talking to you, but after that, I suddenly feel the need to get myself into something wet." Adrian pulled off his t-shirt and walked towards the pool, watching Rose the whole way.

Rose stood on the diving board and launched herself gracefully into the pool, quickly swimming all the way to the shallow end with her powerful legs. The water was quite a bit colder than she had expected. As she stood again in the shallows, she noticed that Adrian was no longer at the table, but that Dimitri was staring at her.

Dimitri couldn't turn away as he watched the droplets of water trailing down Rose's silky-looking skin. Her large nipples were standing out against the red fabric of her bikini. He found it hard to swallow and realized that the swallowing wasn't the only thing that was hard, staring at Rose in her bikini and much more easily able to picture her without it.

"Should we put on your profile that you want the woman to wear a St. Vlad's uniform? Or maybe that she has to have long dark hair?" Ivan asked Dimitri with a laugh, watching Dimitri watch Rose.

Dimitri thought about elbowing Ivan in the side, but then, eyes still glued to her, simply responded, "Yes. Both."

A few moments later, Adrian was beside Rose in the pool and pulling her back to the deep end.

Adrian turned Rose to face him. "Little vixen," whispered Adrian, next to Rose's ear, "This bikini, that kiss, your little 'Comrade' stunt earlier. You're driving me crazy. Rose, I have to have you. Right here." Adrian began licking at Rose's earlobe and pulled her closer with a hand between her shoulder blades.

By now, they were in the deep end of the pool. Adrian slid his other hand between Rose's thighs and began rubbing circles against her clit through her bikini bottom. Rose closed her eyes and sighed, suddenly feeling heat rush to her.

"C'mon, baby," said Adrian, "I know I could make you come right here in this pool. I don't even have to take anything off of you to do it." Adrian flicked his finger against her little pleasure button a few more times before saying, "C'mon, baby, touch me." Rose couldn't help but comply.

Dimitri was watching the pair with rapt attention. He couldn't hear what they were saying or see anything obvious, but he could tell from their proximity and facial expressions that all was not as innocent as it appeared.

Dimitri thought to himself, No, not just the uniform. She needs to be willing to call me Comrade - and let me call her Roza.

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Russian1126: My name's Dimitri. What's your name?

IceBlueEyes: I'm Tasha. Pleased to meet you, Dimitri.

Russian1126: So, you're okay with this being a sex-only thing - right? No strings?

IceBlueEyes: Dimitri, that's perfectly fine. When I look at your picture, that's ALL I want from you.

Russian1126: And you're cool with this being a one-time-only thing?

IceBlueEyes: If that's all you want, I can do that. But it's up to you. Now, what's this about being very interested in Catholic school that I see in your profile, Dimitri? I used to go to St. Vladimir's. I think I even still have my school uniform.

Russian1126: How do you feel about a little role-playing? *winking smiley face*

IceBlueEyes: I like the way you think, Dimitri. What have you got in mind?

Russian1126: I actually work at St. Vlad's. How would you feel about dressing up in your old uniform and letting me bend you over my desk?

IceBlueEyes: That actually sounds very nice, Dimitri. How does Saturday sound?

Russian1126: I could make Saturday night work. I'll come up with a place and time and let you know. One more thing - could I convince you to curl your hair?

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