Margo's response was to say she'd rather be a slut than be frigid. Sherry looked rather indignant at the comment from Margo and started to defend her ...orner. I agreed that Sherry wasn't frigid but I sort of had to agree that she was repressed but I wasn't expecting her to pull me into the conversation. My hesitancy in responding to Sherry put Margo on the front foot and she tried to hammer home her advantage.I'd been privy to many of these competitions over the years but there was an edge to. I got in to the sound of the tv being on and knew it had to be my little sister as my folks where away for the weekend, as I walked into the living room I tripped over an empty bottle of vodka so knew she was having a fly drink, she had also invited her friend over and they were slightly pissed and surprised to see me leaning against the door frame trying to stop myself slipping fown the wall.Her friend Mel wasnt as pissed as my s*s and I joined them in a drink and to continue watching some. Matt and I looked at each other. There was very quick clandestine eye communication between us. Uncertainty, even a little confusion. Then Matt smiled at me, looked at Justin for a moment and then looked back at me and nodded almost imperceptibly. Here was my opening, my chance. I stepped behind him. Because he’s shorter than I my chin could neatly rest on the top of his head. It made us look extremely intimate I decided, and judging from Justin’s heavy breathing, he must have agreed. I. "Mom looked at me as if I'd lost my mind and maybe I had."Edward," Mom said in an even voice. "I'm beginning to have serious doubts about your mental health. I think I should call and get a referral for you to see a counselor." Do what you want. I won't be going to see any shrink," I declared. I was feeling obstinate but I was also building up courage for what I wanted to do."We'll discuss this in the morning, Edward. I have work tomorrow and you have school. I'm going to turn off the light so.