I felt a slight tingle as my thigh pressed against his, and I know my nipples were hard for sure. And I am not sure if I was flattered or disappointed...when he only glanced down once to look at them poking though my dress. Flattered, because instead he looked into my eyes and seemed to be most fascinated with them, or disappointed because either he dismissed them for their small size, or had no real interest in me in that way?It was now that I realized he was an outstanding flirt. Little touches. ”“Nope, only in movies. Whenever you see a lot of girls around, look at them. If they are looking ahead of them, they are just walking more than likely. If they are looking into cars and trying to make eye contact, they are looking for dates. That is, they are looking for customers.”He then replayed that section again, and sure enough I saw it. I was largely ignored, but they were looking inside the other cars. And they were dressed a little slutty sometimes, but not that different from other. They both had graduated from school and were working but never seemed to go out. I hadn't really noticed how strange their lives were when I was younger, but now, after a year at OSU and the things I had seen and done, I knew something wasn't right.They were both good looking, and had great bodies but they didn't use any makeup and they dressed old style, it was like they were trying to be unattractive. Were they Lesbians? Did they have secret lives that no one knew about? Shit, I even sat down. By the time they started high school, they were practically inseparable, both on and off the basketball court. And in the bakery, there was Charlie, gruff and expectant, but a quiet, guiding force that helped tame Jason’s wildness and anger. And everywhere else, there was Anna, always tagging along with him and Nate, whether she was invited or not. She wasn’t girly or prissy, though, so they let her come. And Jay would never admit it, but he liked having her around. She reminded him of his own.