The excitementwas being this close to him again, the tingles suddenly beginning to raceagain."I was looking for my coat," I managed to get out, my voi...ce slightlyquivering, "I've kinda had enough to drink and figured I should head home,and I couldn't remember which room you said the coats were in, and I took awrong turn, and..."I couldn't think of anything else to say.His eyes hadn't left mine yet, but now they did. They darted down to seethe panties I was holding, and then they came back up to. But she’s the most popular girl at school. She’s also the prettiest. He’s the football team quarterback. He’s Mr.Popular and Mr. Yes, I am better than you. Therefore he just has to date only the best, most deserving girl right!? But he’s an asshole. He’s rude. He talks down to her. Every time they’re alone it’s to have sex. Yeah, we’re 18 so we’re old enough but still, there’s more to life. Hell, there’s more to Clara. I wish she would see and understand for herself. All she is to him is a. I few people I didn’t know joined me and we started a conversation about a video game that had just been released. The talk was light and my sexual need slowly started to ebb. I think it is at moments like that that fate decides to step in and mix things up. As I was bringing a carrot to my lips, variation number five made a comeback in my pants, and I knew who had the remote now. I scanned the room but since the range on the thing is twenty feet or so, he could be anywhere and didn’t need to. ”“Then why are you looking at me like that?” Deana asked. “Tell me. Did you do something with Evan?”“I'm hurt,” Rebecca said with a pout. “You know me better than that.”“Seriously? You fucked my little sister last night and brought her back to bed, then you—”“Okay, okay, you're right, but this has nothing to do with me, and, no I didn't do anything with your brother,” Rebecca said. “Now, Evan on the other hand.”“Will you get to the point?”Rebecca put her hand on Deana's stomach. “You know how.