Pausing from her cigarette, she lifted the glass to her red painted lips, chugging the drink with three gulps. The alcohol burned as it slid down her throat, but she enjoyed the feeling immensely. Steve... the name did sound familiar, but then again, Marissa had only been in the neighborhood for a few weeks, and already the names of the people she had met were mingling together. Single, still young, and no kids, Marissa enjoyed her cozy life as a nurse, working only nights during the week where she was paid double the amount.<br/><br/>Finishing her cigarette, she flicked it into the bushes, blowing the last remnants of cancer into the air around her. "Sounds fun to me," She said with a shrug of her shoulders, her eyes trailing over the man's body curiously. A server walking by and stole her attention, and she lifted her eyes from Steve's package, stopping the server with a smile. "Hello darling, you got any thing good for me?" She asked sweetly, her eyebrows raising. The startled server nodded and handed her a tall glass with bubbling liquid. "Champagne? Why thank you," She said, and the boy quickly scurried away. Rolling her eyes at his little boy jitters, she turned back to the couple, taking a swig of her new drink. Let's see... she had already had beer before she left her house, wine when she get here, a couple of vodka drinks, and now champagne? She new not to mix her alcohol, but hell, it was a party after all.<br/><br/>"Well, what are y'all waiting for?" And with that, the woman stepped over to the pool, removing her shoes and tossing them carelessly on the side of the pool. Slipping delicately out of her dress, she paused before stepping in the pool, pulling her hair up into a messy, but sexy ponytail. The bra she was wearing was lacy, her raised nipples exposed. A matching thong adorned her hips, her ass smooth and white. With hesitant steps, she began to submerge in the water, ignoring the people's stares around her as the buzz from her drinks finally caught up to her.