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ladies sitting on a bench facing the lake, though they were too far away for her to see who they were. Whoever they were, they were having a grand old time judging from the muffled hoots and the way their shoulders shook with laughter. Charlotte picked up her coffee and donut and headed outside.
    The air was still brisk, though the brightness of the sun washed over Charlotte, providing some respite from the chill. Charlotte squinted as she realized Emma and Karen were the source of the early morning entertainment.
    Charlotte tapped Karen on the shoulder and laughed as she wedged herself onto a corner of the bench next to the woman. Karen had dropped last night’s multicolored poncho for a pink one, though her eyes were now hidden behind tiny, wire-framed sunglasses.
    “Well, good morning sunshine…rough night?” Karen sing-songed, though her meaning was clear.
    “Ha Ha,” Charlotte said as she bit into her donut. “Yes, but not why you think. If you must know, I’m a tad bit hung-over this morning.”
    “Oh, oh, oh…. lemme guess, a looove hangover!” Karen howled. Emma, her own face obscured by Jackie O sunglasses, quaked with silent laughter.
    Charlotte rolled her eyes, exasperated. “You know, Karen, one of the reasons I love you is because your mind is perpetually in the gutter, but you’ve got it all wrong.” Charlotte polished off the donut. “We spent the night talking.”
    “Honey, in my day we called that pillow talk ,” Emma drawled as Karen slapped her on the thigh, her body hunched over in fits of amusement.
    “Oh my gosh! I passed out on the couch.” Charlotte poked Karen’s ribs. “Alright. What else are you guys laughing at?”
    Charlotte followed Karen’s gaze to the shore of the lake in front of them. David was there, doing sit-ups, his body pumping up and down at a furious pace, oblivious to the fact that he had an audience. Charlotte gulped at the sight of his muscular back, which glistened in the sun, his sinewy muscles flexing with each movement. Charlotte forced some coffee down her throat as a distraction.
    “Nice huh?” Emma said. “I may have a whole new reason to change my Depends today,” she said as she nudged Karen, who shrieked.
    Charlotte choked on her coffee. “Oh God Emma, that’s disgusting.”
    Emma shrugged, unapologetic.
    Karen turned to Charlotte. “You know I’ve been meaning to ask you --- when is the last time you got laid, Charlotte? During the Bush Administration?”
    Charlotte’s cheeks flamed with embarrassment; mostly because that was the last time she’d gotten laid. She squirmed. “Not here to discuss my sex life, Karen.”
    “Huh. That long.” Karen leaned over to Charlotte. “Listen girl; if you don’t take advantage of the fact that you have that under your roof at night, you’ve got some serious problems.”
    “Amen,” Emma murmured.
    Karen looked over at David, who had switched from sit ups to bending over and touching his toes. The three women paused to take in the sight of David’s firm butt pointed right at them. Emma broke the silence with a faint click of her tongue. “My God. If I were ten years younger, he’d be in trouble.”
    “Emma, you’re almost eighty,” Charlotte replied.
    “Okay---twenty years younger.” Emma quipped.
    Charlotte put her hand over her face and sighed, “Good Lord.” under her breath. “Ladies, please! He’s thirty ! He looks at me like some sort of mother figure, I’m sure. Besides, he can get any woman in the world.” Charlotte turned her attention to her nearly empty coffee mug. “Now, will you knock off the comments?” Before either lady could fling a smart remark in Charlotte’s direction, David began to amble toward them, smiling. His face was flushed and ribbons of sweat cascaded down every inch of his muscular body.
    “Morning beauties! Isn’t it a great day?” he winked at Charlotte and headed toward the cabin. Six pairs of eyes followed David and his backside as they both