Tonight, I’m continually trying to spy on the snoggers, without staring. Or so it seems to my swirling, steamy boy brain, filled with my superheated..., sweaty, hard-on sexual urges.“You’re new here, aren’t you?” I’m suddenly awakened from my pornographic reverie. I wipe the lustful smirk off my face and swiftly turn away from the floor show, as if I’ve seen it all before. One of two, near-identically dressed girls in front of me has an accent from my homeland, though I can’t say from exactly. I push open the door and walk into my room, and walk over to my bed. She gets on her knees in front of me and places her hands on my shoulder. I lean down and she kisses me with such passion and force that it rocks me to my toes. My head starts to spin, and I have butterflies in my stomach. As she breaks the kiss her hands go to the hem of my tank top and slide it up and over my head to drop it on the floor. I slide my hands to the waist band of my shorts and go to unbutton them but she lightly. Don’t forget that you are being judged. If you fail, then you repeat the week, and you only have seven days to make a good impression before your first evaluation!” he said as he locked her into the cage.I went to bed that night with thoughts of the wicked things I would do to my sister dancing in my head. I was overwhelmed with so much new information. I wanted to sneak back downstairs and talk to my sister. I had the sneaking suspicion she was plotting to get me in trouble somehow and that. They were starting to piss me off. God, I hope I never acted like that." I doubt you did. I get the feeling that you're twice the man that they could ever be." Her voice took on a whimsical, damsel-in-distress quality as she added, "Thank you for defending my honor."Dave couldn't help but laugh at that, a deep, belly laugh the likes of which he hadn't had in a long time. "No problem."Marie glanced up at the clock and sighed. "One more drink, and I guess I should head for home."Dave felt a.