He was being less of a best friend lately and it sorta ticked me off. I tried my best to start shit up with him again and we were getting somewhere.�...�You going to the upperclassmen dance?” I asked.“Yeah man, you trying to pre-game?” Dave replied.“Nah, I’m taking no risks. Post-game definitely. I can’t wait three weeks though. It’s gonna be nuts. What are you doing tonight?”“Going to the game, but nothing later.”“Wanna come to my parents’ party? Anniversary. We pulled out the tent, so most of the. "On returning home they crept into bed together exhausted but excited for their trip in the morning.10 o'clock next morning saw them on the road to the log cabin James had booked. It had taken James all his willpower not to have sex with his beautiful daughter before they left, but it wanted to save it till they got there.The drive was uneventful and after 2 hours they arrived. James had arranged for the fridge to be stocked and everything they would need was there."We are here darling," James. "Mr. Mulino left to take over as superintendent of the Seattle school district."I relaxed."Sit!" It was a command rather than an offer.I'd still been standing in the doorway. I stepped in and closed the door. I considered standing just because I didn't like being ordered around like a dog, but decided it was probably just his style."Uh, I didn't get your name." I said after we'd stared at each other for several seconds."I'm Mr. Butz," he said sharply, without bothering to offer his hand. I. Girls never noticed him, and the guys either laughed at him, or tried to force him to do their homework. It wasn't that he liked being alone--he was a red-blooded teenage male, after all--but he didn't seem to have many options. Barring a miracle, he was beginning to feel his books and games would continue to be his only real companions until he was done with college at least.He paused his morose musings as he caught sight of a small glint out of the corner of his bright blue eye. Squatting.