She passed through the kitchen to dump the last of her drink out before she entered the hallway to the bathroom.Then she saw the line. Eight girls and...one guy. There’s no way she could wait through that. She walked straight past that line toward the stairs. Surely, the 2nd stairs bathroom wouldn’t have such a long line. Well, it didn’t, but a line six deep was still far too long for Ann. She knew Jen’s house well. There was a toilet in the basement that she doubted anyone else would have known. I say he bought me, but I chose it. Left up to him Id be wearing cardigans and Sunday school dresses. You see my boyfriend doesnt like me wearing stuff that shows off my body, hes scared Ill get too much male attention. But a girl like me needs to feel sexy, to know that guys are looking at me, wanting me, fantasizing about me, even if they have no chance of ever having me, after all I am in a relationship. I slide the red satin over me and admire myself in the mirror. I love the way it clings. I lay there for a few seconds, still in shock. Realizing that I may have greatly offended her though, I jumped out of bed and ran out of the room. I looked into her room but she was nowhere to be seen. Likewise for her bathroom. After this I made my way downstairs and found her sitting at the dining room table."Samantha, I'm so sorry! I should have locked the door. I just wasn't thinking."She looked up at me and there was a look in her eyes. She was also still blushing. "No Steven its ok. I. Not that this meant a thing to Kalola. She was used to it and expected nothing else. From the time the plane came in sight of the crater of Haleakala on Maui, and then swung north to pick up Diamond Head, she was happy because she was home. She didn't need to hear the canned strains of "Beyond the Reef" to become misty-eyed. The familiar scent of plume ria or pikake was enough to strum the strings of her sentimental heart.Ellen glanced disinterestedly about her with that bored and blase.