After scrubbing down the bathroom, he found himself chuckling while picking up dirty laundry. Why did he care so much? What did it matter? Every other...guy on campus had a room dramatically worse than his however he made sure every nook and cranny was clean. While rubbing down the small kitchenette, he couldn’t help but think about Rayne’s jade eyes. *** Gripping the steering wheel tight, Rayne pondered her… situation? Dilemma? She found Will cute, sweet even. She noticed from the get-go his. He saw the unshed tears in her eyes and put both arms around her. ‘It’s all in slow motion.’ Her voice caught as Simon rubbed her back. ‘I see the SUV coming, I try to warn Rachel but I can’t talk, then the cars hit and it feels like we’re flying and flipping for hours.’ She couldn’t stop the tears. ‘I feel like I lay there for days, and it hurts so much. It’s like no one will find us, and we’re all bleeding and Rachel’s crying and . . . .’ She buried her face in Simon’s shoulder and sobbed.. After that I went to the bathroom to change and felt the urge to relief my self. When I came out shelly was already in bed and covered so I tucked my self in next to her and wished her goodnight. " Sandra are you awake?" came her voice minutes after I got in. " yes sis I am awake" I answered but annoyance started to kick in next to exhaustion."Have you ever been with a girl before?" she asked, "I don't know what you mean sis?" I lied of course I knew, but I couldn't just tell her I am bi. "You. For one thing she hadn’t thought of Bobby as a potential sexual partner for more than perhaps an hour before he was fully buried inside her. Her first glimmer of lust for him was triggered by his casual acceptance of his role as her “husband”. His willingness to assume that role, and then to fight for what it was plain to see was not only her daughter, but her own future as well, had made her loins cramp, and the crotch of her jeans unexpectedly damp. His bare upper torso during the fight.