No relationship. Just friends with benefits. I want nothing more from him. I have made it clear from the beginning, and he accepts it. It's what every...guy wants, right? No strings, no commitments. Just hard, raw sex whenever I need it. It's a perfect arrangement for me. No drama. No feelings. I turn away from the window and make my way to the front door to unlock it before walking to the kitchen to pour myself a drink. Tequila. My very own, best friend. I gulp it all down in one swig, enjoying. One smartass comment and the water began to fly. By this time, everyone was well buzzed enough to not care that water just ruined their drinks. The guys, at this point, were well beyond self restraint as they unabashedly checked out their friends. The two girls were actually reveling in it, wanting it to continue, or maybe more. Maybe, just maybe, the girls wanted them that night. Kelsey made it obvious she wanted Cale to fuck her to oblivion, but was she really going to lay it out on the line. I wanted him. I wanted usback. And Ive never been good at patience.And then he was there, walking through the door with abig smile on his face, and an expression that was amixture of happiness to see me and I cant wait toshow you what I did! And everything was right again.I jumped up and ran to him, hugging and kissing andlaughing at myself and my silly fears and got ready tostart our new life.**As I followed my Masters car down the winding, countryroad I realized it would have done no good to. A girl beat me up to save herself. She had no choice.”“What’s your name?”“Fat Ass Faye. I mean Faye Elliott from Houston.”“Give us your parent’s phone where we can call them.”“I’m staying here for the week with my Aunt Susan, Susan Barton who teaches at the Junior College.”The policeman asked something else, but my eyes closed and I dozed back off. After some time, I awoke in a hospital room with Aunt Susan sitting by the bed.”“Faye, I am so sorry that I wasn’t able to look after you, but I am.