Summer time is the time to host outdoor parties especially in the case of Morris whose father has a garden of a respectable size and since he’s living a bit more rural the next neighbours were also at a convenient distance.
The party progressed and there was a group of gay men sitting around a shisha and telling all kinds of stories revolving around teenage crushes, insecurities and first time kisses and first time sexual adventures.
A group of heterosexual women was going over all the type of make-up techniques one could use. The mixed group talking about everything. After having returned from the toilet I joined the group of mostly gay men after I had overheard some of their conversation which sounded pretty fun to me.
While the shisha was being passed around Daniel wondered between the puffs where two members of the group (which included the host Morris) were gone as they hadn’t been seen for a longer time. Naturally Daniel, Klaas and I got up and started wandering towards the more remote area of the garden where we thought we’ve heard footsteps. When coming closer we also heard and started seeing two people (we couldn’t make out who at that moment) playing badminton. Or so we thought.
“Don’t come closer! We’re naked!” that was Morris’s voice.
“You’re naked!?”, I exclaimed startled.
“Yes! We started playing strip badminton and then we decided we could just play badminton naked.” We could hear by the voice that Morris must have been running around.
“Morris, not that I want to say much but a) my eyes have now adapted to the lack of light here and I’m glad that you at least left your shoes on and b) your boyfriend looks pretty good from here”, added Daniel sounding very smug.