Chapter Nine
The s*x Thing
There were actually two logs in the meadow. Large portions of grand old trees, fallen many seasons before and dragged to the southern bank of the pond for seating. Laid end to end, these smooth, free flowing sculptures of nature’s genius were actually quite close together, but the five foot space between them represented the final line of demarcation between Lauren’s exclusive group and the other half of the women’s team, within which there was still no real cohesion.
Both daughters of businessmen, Natalie and Shar had formed a loose alliance but, whereas Natalie had broken free of her isolation on the far side of the pond to join Shar, Shar had never left the sanctuary of the maple tree. Evan, who had really been the first to venture into the forbidden zone,
