“What can be so terrible that you can’t share it with me? There’s nothing you can say that will shock me, I’ve heard it all before.”Are you ...ure about that? I thought. “It’s nothing, honest.”“It can’t be ‘nothing’ Andrew, or you’d just tell me anyway.”I hadn’t been called Andrew since I was a c***d. It was strange how it seemed to give her more power over me than she really had. “Some things are best left alone,” I replied, trying to convince myself.“No, they’re not. You won’t get into trouble,. The house had been full of horny teenage guys, most of them virgins due to their lack of social skills and, in some cases, proper hygiene. Most of the decent looking guys had already gotten lucky and were making the rounds looking for seconds, and not always with the same girls. Between the nerds attempting to ply her with copious amounts of alcohol and the jocks eyeballing her like some fish in a barrel there wasn’t much of a selection. It wasn’t that she minded a nice long make out. ’ Irked, I narrowed my eyes at him. What kind of game was he up to now? As soon as the waitress walked away, I hissed ‘Stephen, what are you doing? If I’m sitting at a booth with a guy, I’ll have to wear a sign that said ‘Single’ to get any male attention!’ After a long look, Stephen just said ‘Trust me.’ I threw my hands up in the air, but secretly I was thrilled to have more time with him. He was uncharacteristically quiet, though, and more and more I had an overwhelming urge to stare at him,. I looked down and saw a dog, a greyhound, at my feet, licking my calf. I was cold and naked, and my head was pounding. What the hell was going on? “Geordie! There you are.” The voice was much closer now. Right next to me in fact. “What the hell?” he said. “My sentiments exactly.” “What are you doing here?” “Precisely what I’d like to know.” I blinked and opened my eyes, looking at a vaguely familiar man holding a dog’s lead and trying to attach it to the greyhound’s collar. Through the pain in.