He knows that I wouldn’t mind if he wanted to sleep with some bimbo cheerleader or something, so long as he doesn’t brag about it <, out of sigh..., out of mind, y’know? >, but then the idiot kind-of alludes to the fact he’s been getting his rocks off but he’s not gonna wait forever, blahblahblah …. I was so pissed, I walked 5 miles back to school, totally blowing my Trig class. Luckily, I did well on the test. So, later that night, Breanna calls and is like, totally sympathetic. She knows. She started giving me a cold compress and stood near my head. I asked her to sit beside me on the bed, but she replied she is good.The cold compress and caressing were comforting me. I felt guilty of objectifying her all the time. But, I was choice-less, my sexless life has taken a toll on me. She was just too hot to ignore. Amid this moral dilemma, my eyes got wet, and a sobbing sound came out of my heart."Are you crying Bhaiya" She sounded surprised.I didn't reply.She sat beside me on the bed. It is a trap or a well-guarded secure building. And with each signature there is a strip of black."Peanut, do you have any idea what those black strips represent?" My guess is each of the heat signatures is carrying pieces of pipe, or perhaps rifles; I would go with the latter."The place is a killing zone, but why? There has to be more here than meets the eye. Riggs is certainly involved with something or has those soldiers guarding something, but what? And why lead me here? I am still not sure. "During all of this Kari had wandered into the kitchen. She was still naked, but so caught up in what Irene was saying that she wasn't even thinking about it. She came up next to me and said, "I told them that we shouldn't even worry about taking turns that we should just get one big bed and all sleep together."Irene laughed as she thought about it and then said, "Yeah, but you admitted after we discussed it that you weren't thinking about sex. You told us you had never had sex and didn't know.