I’m older use me and leave my sister alone.” Sarah, suspecting correctly that neither of them would be leaving the house virgins, said, “It does...n’t matter Sam. Their going to do both of us anyway. Let’s just get it over with.” Samantha without truly thinking about what she said, said, “No,,, they have to let you go. Your too young.” E settled the argument by pointing at Samantha and saying, “Tie her to the bed.” Foolishly Samantha didn’t resist as her hands and feet were secured to the head. "Perfect!" Harley said, clapping her hands. "I just have to showyou!" She ran off, and came out with a full length mirror.Nightwing could feel his jaw drop. Somehow, the machine he went throughmade him look so much like Harley, only... different. Where's Harley, inher outfit and cowl, looked just like a jester from the middle ages,Nightwing looked like a pale street punk. His hair was a multi coloredred and blue pulled into twin pigtails. His whole body was covered inwhite paint, including his. I cannot believe this is happening- again! “Nobody fuckin knocks in this family?!” I said, as she stared at the tent in my blanket. “I’m so sorry Matt! I’m such an idiot!” she replied as she finally covered her eyes with her hand. “It’s cool, sis…but what did you want?” I asked. “Um…Oh yea; Mike’s going home now, so I wanted to know if you wanted to ride with me. But, I see you’re…um…previously indisposed. I’ll just see you in a bit.” She stated as she rushed out of my room. I sat in silence. The sun wassetting, and Derek was watching the daylight fade as he was feelingevery ounce of energy slipping away from him. It had been a tough day.Gordy and Mack escorted Derek and Becky out to the parking lot. Derekstared a 'this is your fault, you know' look at Becky. She had a lookof 'don't look at me, pal' on her face.Derek countered with a strong 'we'll continue this later' expression.They shuffled into Gordy's car. As they got underway, Derek's butt wasworking overtime, slowly inching.