"Remind me to never bet my servitude for a week. It's not worth the gamble," I said to Joey."Heh. So Nick... You up for another game to win back your ...osses?" No way, man... I'm all played out. Good thing we weren't playing for money," Nick said, reaching up with his arms and stretching."You know," I said, watching Joey stack up his chips, "one of us should go see if Greg is still going to the party or not. From what I understand, we're supposed to show up in our group." Well don't look at me.. Honestly, I've never wanted a guy to fuck me more than I did right then with my brother. "Oh, yes, Lois, I want you very much. In a way, I can't believe this is happening, I mean, we've never made a move on each other. But right now, I want to fuck you more than any other woman I've ever known." "Well, Sean, that's a hell of a statement. Even that Scandinavian blond bombshell when you were a senior? The exchange student?" "Oh, her. Well, there were three things about her. She was gorgeous. She. She couldn’t believe where the time went. It seemed so long ago since she had seen James, yet, as she checked her hair and carefully applied makeup in the rear view mirror, the memories of their last meeting came flooding back, causing her to pull her breath in sharply as her stomach lurched. It wasn’t enough, God knows, it wasn’t enough, but it was all they had right now. It might be all they ever had.The email had landed three days previously, giving details of an establishment in the rolling. I held her stare for a second longer than was polite but I couldn't pull my eyes from hers — and when I did, she was the one reddening with embarrassment, pretending to focus on steaming the milk.I moved to my usual table and admired her with new found bravado: my crush on Marissa was lustful and fanciful, and I thought only one sided — but with the blush still evident on her cheeks and a smile not quite across her lips, she dared to flick a glance or two my way when she thought I wasn't.