A glass of wine would work for me, Al but whatever you’re having.” I remember watching him nod indicating he was nervous too but for the same ant...cipations then more relaxed as he went about the business of opening a bottle of pinot grigio and pouring it into two glasses. Neither of us spoke but it was becoming clear Al felt like I did and was thinking what I was or he’d have been talking about Cindy. He wasn’t.He had given me the wine and I sipped some then finally stammered out something. I was always the “good girl” in high school: I got good grades, had lots of friends, played tennis all four years, and was known by the majority of my peers. One thing I had always prided myself on was my reputation. You could never catch me making out with random boys at parties, and no rumors had ever circulated about me at school. Of course, there were the occasional flirty moments, but I never took it far. I had only had one serious boyfriend, a relationship I had been involved in my junior. I quickly clean myself and threw a pair of boxers on. I peer outside my room but there was no signs of anyone and the only light was coming from my room. I don't know if Mom was home yet so it could have been her or It could have been Hailey, she got home before Marc left. "How long were they there for? Where they watching me?" I ask myself, as I close my door and got into bed. ---Wednesday was pretty uneventful and was like any normal school day. Classes were boring and the day dragged. The. I rang the doorbell and sure enough he opened up (I don't know why I thought he wouldn't be I sure hoped he wouldn't) "good you came, come in" "before we have dinner I want to show you something, follow me" I followed him up the stairs into a room (which turned out to be his bedroom) once inside I heard a click noise and sure enough he had locked the door behind us "you look beautiful" he said as he walked up to be, I stepped back a few steps until I hit the bed. He put his arms around my.