I never told anyone that Iwondered about how it would feel to be the hottest girl in schoolbecause almost everyone would jump to the wrong conclusion,...just likeyou're doing now. I'm normal; I just got an open mind. I actuallynever owned any women's clothes before. I never hung out with pretendchicks and I certainly never was one." I threw up my hands. "How can we keep being friends when you're soweird?" It's called honesty, bro. Can't you handle it? I'm still the sameperson. I've always. Guy's don't do that. Put on anything that doesn'tsmell." How do you do that?" Watch," Nick said as he picked up one of his shirts and smelt it. Herecoiled and dropped it to the floor. Amanda laughed as he turned to herand said, "Oh, apparently women have a better sense of smell than men."Amanda followed his lead and checked Nick's clothes to see what wasclean enough. After she finished she followed Nick to Nick's car. Amandagot in the drivers seat because she did not have a license. Nick did. I could feel a stirring in my panties as I squirmed on his lap. I knew what he was doing, but I didn't fight it. He kept the prize just out of my reach, try as I might to get it. Once again over his head, I tried for it. He let his arm lean way behind him. I lunged for it, my breast pressing into his face.I wrapped an arm around his head, holding him tightly to my chest, still scrambling for the egg roll. His free arm snaked around my waist and he rolled me to the side. I ended up on my back,. But unlike the others, he'd been under a specialobligation to make it work, hadn't he? Yes, she may have been a hard womanto live with, even to love, but how could you hate her? How could youleave her?Was Phoebe the only one who saw how needy and lost and insecure her momwas? Under all that mile-a-minute mania of socializing and shopping,throwing herself into one half-baked project after another, followingenthusiasms, which never lasted long, heating red-hot for one new passioneven before.