I stood up, took his hand, and said, "The perfect gentleman," and I led the way to the lift.My room was on the eighth floor. I leaned forward, and pre...sed the button, reaching past Greg. As I stood up we looked at each other, and I kissed him. A brief kiss, on the lips, but one that meant, 'we are sleeping together tonight.'Nothing more was said until we were inside my room."It's been a long day, I'm going to take a shower, give me five minutes, and then come and join me."With a smile I. I blew her a kiss, knowing that she’d brought Amanda to the store. She wanted to talk. ‘I like your hair,’ I said. ‘Paige braided it. She said you would like it.’ ‘You look cute.’ She became serious, like she hadn’t heard my compliment. She guided me to my desk, which afforded a limited amount of privacy. ‘We’re out of money, Dad.’ ‘We can’t be. Who told you that?’ ‘You know I don’t talk to anyone else about what’s in the safe. It’s empty.’ ‘Oh, is that all?’ I asked, relieved. It was obvious. That meant that both Jason and Brad were in the house.We looked at each other for a moment and I asked “Want to come in and see what we can get into?”If it had just been Jason it would probably have been ok but with Brad there it was probably going to turn into a fuck fest. I was giving her a chance to beat feet if she wanted. I was fucked either way.She replied with another question “Where is Mistress Monica?”“I don’t know, I thought she would be here but her car is gone.” I replied.She put. It was perfect.So, why wasn't I insanely happy?Our tongues kept moving, his fire was keeping me alive. I didn't want to think, I just wanted to sip that happiness, but I couldn't help it.Dylan was right there, he was there, he was alive!Also, I broke our friendship cause he was straight but, crap, he was kissing me! We even hooked up when we didn't actually know each other!He wasn't that straight, after all, was he? But how come didn't I notice that, in him, even once? Have I ever been a real.