Sure enough, all three girls had found their way into Tyler's bedroom, and were digging around in their own respective areas."What the fuck are you gi...ls doing?!" Tyler screamed, causing all three of the girls to jump and stand at attention. They stuttered drunkenly, before Whitney said "Nothing..." and proceeded to head towards the door. "To hell you're leaving!" Tyler screamed, pushing Whitney back, the girl falling onto his bed before standing back up, looking very pissed."What the fuck is. But Abby and I were a bit different. I had just turned 23, and she was 21. One day after the weekly meeting, she pulled Alex, Susan, and me to the side and asked if we would like to meet after work for dinner to discuss the next program set forth by corporate.Despite Alex being in his 40s and Susan in her 50s, the four of us got along well and were the leading members who drove home the supposed mission of the group. We all agreed to meet down the road two days later, on Thursday, for dinner at. "Apollo!"The little boy turns and half blinded by the low sun, raises a hand to shade sky blue eyes to see a slim girlish figure in a light cotton sundress with long wavy hair running toward him over the field.That same girl, maybe three or four years older, in hipster jeans and a red t-shirt emblazoned with some American slogan. She stands, looking cooler than ice cream on the street corner by the lamp post with the other popular kids, the centre of attention with her long her and her green. I don’t know what he said or if he said anything at all.” I asked her if the guy was black and Kelly said “No, he’s a white guy from Portland. Kind of cute, but he has never said a word to me since we have been here. He just smiled at me once the other day. I asked her if he was one of the ones they go to dinner with and she said that he went with them once, but never said anything to her.I said “Well, there you go baby! You once mentioned fucking more then one guy. Maybe you can take him.