The line moved quickly, and when she got to the bouncer he placed a small blue stamp on her hand, opening the rope to allow her inside. The music was ...loud, and she could feel the vibrations in her chest as she pushed through the throng of people towards the bar. The place smelled of liquor and cigarette smoke, the air stale from the large amount of people in the compact area. She pushed through the crowd, making her way to the bar. She stopped on the way, making small talk over the music with. "Sorry, Miss," George said with as much male authority he could muster ( George was, in fact, feeling somehow intimidated by the young, sexy girls and his normally ballsy voice came out in a shrill tone ) " But rules are rules and I'll have to see your proper identification."The girl, Ashley, was indeed the youngest of the four. She was only a freshmen at Glebe Collegiate Institute and just 14 years old. Nonetheless, a few weeks ago she had been invited to join the secret Sigma Sorority of. ”“Does it even matter?”“No, that’s why you lay on my left.”We lay down on the towel. She was already playing with my hair, her little fingers twirling and stroking the strands. I turned to her. She squeezed her breasts together when she lay on her side. “You need a new haircut.”“We went to the hairdresser a month ago.”“Yeah but you still need one.”“We’ll see. Maybe tomorrow, my parents are home all day anyway.”“Let’s go camping instead.”I blinked. “What about the haircut?”“That can. Then there was the fact he thinks he owns me. He doesn't own me and neither do you, Daddy Dearest. I'm 20 years old next month and I'll do what I want; when I want; and I'll do it with whomever I want to do it with. So, no, I will not be returning to Mount Dupont. However, there are some things of mine at the house that belong solely to me and are considered gifts or self-purchased. I would like those things back. If you have sold or destroyed them, an attorney will contact you about damages.".