Jenny's kids attended the same school as did April's son. Just as their moms were good friends, so, too, the boys were the same.
It was past noon when April came out of her house and got her Chevy out of the garage. The summer heat was overwhelming. She got inside, surreptitiously admired herself one last time in her mirror, then started her car and pulled out of her driveway.
It was a ten-minute drive to the school's soccer field. Already there were many parents there as she could tell from the line of cars parked along the kerb. April drove down a block to find a suitable spot to park her car and after turning off her engine, admired her feature once again before getting out of her car. She slung her handbag on her shoulder and walked back towards the soccer field entrance.
She recognised several parents there and exchanged handshakes and hugs with a few of them as she ventured into the arena. There was a spectator's stand to the left of the field where majority of the crowd sat under a canopy shade enjoying the game that had already begun. April whipped out her phone to call Jenny while scanning the faces of the crowd. She jumped when someone pinched her arm from behind then broke into nervous laughter when she saw who it was.
"My God, you scared me," April returned her phone into her pocket. "I was going to call you to know if you were here already."
"I told you I would be. But I'm glad you came," Jenny led her friend up the stand to an empty bench and there they sat down. "I was across the other side of the field talking to the assistant coach, Elwood before I looked over and spotted you and then hurried over."
"I got here as quick as I could. How long had the game been on?"
"You haven't missed much, trust me."
They sat in silence for a while enjoying the game. April made out her son and Jenny's boy amongst the players. They looked so innocent and cute in their school jerseys racing back and forth on the field kicking and receiving the ball from their colleagues. It was sometimes hard making them out from the opposing team.
"You were upset that day, weren't you?" Jenny said to her. "That's why you didn't call."
"Not upset, really," April admitted. "Just sort of humbled by everything. I don't know why I didn't call, and I'm sorry. I did watch the film however. You showed it to anyone else?"
"More than seven thousand of my subscribers have last time I checked," Jenny chuckled when she saw the way April's eyes expanded. "Dave edited and posted it online. I've gotten hundreds of comments already saying it's fucking hot."
"You don't seem worried that someone out there recognises you on the video?"
"Dave takes care of that," Jenny answered. "He blacks out my face before uploading any video online. If you visit my webpage to watch it, it's nothing like the one I gave you. By the way, Dave told me to say thanks for you doing that."
April blushed. They turned their attention to the ongoing game and didn't say anything for a while.
"I had fun with my dildo while I watched it," April whispered to her friend who responded by shielding her face with her hands to stem down her laughter that attracted several people to glance at their direction before returning their attention to the soccer game.
"That's really made my day," Jenny said and straightened herself. "There's a new client coming from out of town in a couple of days. Dave and I talked about it and he begged me to get you to tag along and maybe enroll you into the program."
"Oh God, no," April looked at her with wide eyes akin to stage-fright. "I can't possibly do that."
"And why not? What's stopping you from wanting to live a little?"
"That's asking a lot; a whole fucking lot."
"Is it really? If it were, then you never would have followed me the other day, but you did."
"I did nothing besides film you with the camcorder," she stopped and looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping on them then returned to her friend. "Jenny, I'm not that crazy to want to do something like that, okay. I admire you for what you do, but that's a level that's way above me, seriously."
"Funny how you never before mentioned any of this when you were badgering me to tell you more. What happened to the April of then?"
"You got me curious, and I wanted to know."
"True. And now you know, but won't you like to know more? A trial is worth a thousand convictions."
April's mouth fell open while her mind tried thinking up a good response but all her mind drew was a blank. Suddenly the crowd broke into an uproar and even Jenny, too, turned towards the game and was cheering along with the crowd as her son's team just netted a goal in their opponent's post.
"Try and think about it," Jenny insisted. "You don't have to do anything right now except that."
April sulked at that and said nothing to that. She turned her attention to the game and tried not to think seriously about her friend's words.