More than once he risked his own safety to save the life of a friend and stranger. He rarely spoke. At times, hours would pass without so much as a so...itary word. He communicated with his eyes, his hands and his smile. He didn’t show it very often, either, but, when he did she would melt. She loved the way he would sit quietly while his best friend bragged on his deeds. She loved the way he would change the subject and give her a wink, as if to soothe her love struck heart. Though he generally. She looked up at him sternly, finger poised above the final key."Wait for what?"He took a long time responding, as though choosing his words carefully."Isn't there... another way?"She lifted her finger off the telephone dial."You mean, another way besides your inevitable expulsion, and besides you telling me who your buyers are?" Yes." Do I understand correctly that you'd like to deal with this... quietly?"His eyes widened hopefully, and she could hear the desperation beneath the surface of his. Nothing beats the feeling of doing something wrong, except getting fucked of course. But to combine the two together? Ugh, I can't even tell you the feeling. Now as a nineteen year old girl in college, I am exactly the same when it comes to sex. Anytime I'm seriously "talking" or "dating" a guy, I can't help but want his best friend, or brother, or cousin, or anything I'm not supposed to have. Honestly, it's probably a problem that I should work on fixing but I just get off from it so much,. You’re for sure coming!!!Me- no doubt my man I wouldn’t miss it for the worldFriend- alright bro well my ma said anyone that drinks has to stay. Sarah said she only trusts you and jake to sleep on her floor so have fun getting nothing hahahahahaha.Me- Trust me bro ill find a way to get some. I don’t mind sleeping with your sister!Friend- Shut the fuck up get out of here.Me- Alright man well I see you Friday.Friend- Alright later.So it began….That partyIt was only an hour and a half into the.