“You’re not stupid,” she said softly. “You’re hurt. At least you didn’t do the macho idiot thing and getting into a fight with him.”“W...hat the hell do I do now?” I asked. She hadn’t moved her hand. I looked at her for answers. Her eyes were still brilliant blue, lit by the moonlight, even though they were surrounded by tear-streaked black mascara.“Calm down. Talk to her when you’ve sobered up, the pair of you. Sort out your differences. No knee-jerk reactions.”“No knee-jerk reactions?” I. I shot an evil look at my sister as she shrugged her shoulders. I turned back to the road and drove to school. Nothing happened that day, so it went by pretty slow. I got to see Ashley at two classes and Jessica at lunch. Since I was a senior and she was a sophomore we just see each other in passing and ate lunch together since none of our friends shared the same lunch as us.After school I kissed Ashley good bye as she went to cheer practice. “Want to come over tonight, my mom’s hitting the bar. ..I need help, and she said..." "It's OK honey, you can tell me. I've done this many times before, so you're not alone. And I won't tell a soul whatever you say to me here." "Thanks" he said, taking a deep swig of his wine. "You see...I like women, but..." "But...," I said, trying to lead him on. Getting the first admission out of a man is the hardest part of the process for them. Once they admit it, the floodgates burst open. "I've always been fascinated by women. Ever since I was a little. ..?" she smiled. "Both answers the same as last time!" he mused to himself. He jumped in. "Fancy popping round for a coffee?" She stared up at him for a brief moment. "Okay..." He lead the way back to his flat, passing one of his 'neighbours' who nodded a greeting while staring in some surprise at the rather 'distinctive' woman accompanying him. "Bet this will get some tongues wagging!" he smiled to himself. He motioned for her to climb the stairs first, his eyes on her slim, shapely.