Goddamnit, thought Amber...the dumb bitch uses the fucking thing for days and gets away scot-free, and I'm stuck with a bun in the oven after only onc...!?Amber told Jesse that she would be back at school next week, and not to worry: they were still friends. As she turned off the phone she was already formulating a plan to get even with the ignorant little twit.---Later that week Jesse heard her parents arguing. Dave was being assigned another week of long hours in the city, this time to. He replied, “YOU TOO!”I went quickly, but quietly out the door. Jack had his back to me.It seemed that he was getting twitchy, and was aiming directly at Sam. He was yelling at Larry to put the boxes and plans back in his trunk, which Larry was hurriedly doing.I was walking as fast as I could, trying to stay quiet. I was still 50 feet away when Larry closed the trunk.Jack turned his head and saw me, “You called the cops, you little nerd! For that, I’m gonna kill you first!” He said, turning. He stood up. It was obvious that he was ready for more. He moved Holly back to the couch. She was on all fours, facing the mirror. She waited there for a moment anticipating. "Another first", she told herself. Her ass was in the air and her head was tucked between her elbows face down on the couch. She felt him approach. Her hands reached out for something to hold onto. Looking up through the strands of hair that had fallen over her face, she watched in the mirror as he admired her upturned. Brook locked up and they drove together in his car to the racquet club. It was a hot and sunny day. Brook was glad she remembered to wear a hat and bring some sunscreen. He looked over at her. She looked good enough to eat in that yellow sundress. He reached over and touched her thigh. Immediately she looked over to him and smiled. He felt her soft skin with his fingertips and visions of last night came back to him. As they pulled up to the club, he ran around the car to open up her door. She.