“Seriously? Mom? Have you seen his biceps!? How can he not like Mussels?” Amber smirked as she winked at me. I could tell that she was trying to g...t me to relax.“Never had ‘em. Just thought it sounded good, and I like clams, so how different can it be?” I mumbled back in reply.“Mussels taste quite a bit stronger than clams do. More fishy, if you ask me. I’m sure that you’ll like them, though,” Dad said as he took a sip of his wine. “If not, I’ll eat them,” he smiled.I nodded, letting his words. It's not your fault… I just bring a certain-" I get it Trina," Tori muttered. "Go have lunch and tell mom and dad I love them. I will text you guys later."Tori watched her s*ster disappear, heading for the parking lot, before heading into the dorm. She prayed that whoever her roommate was, that she would at least be better than Trina. Tori was only on the first floor, so at least she didn't have to lug stuff up all over the place.She stared at her door, which clearly said 'V. Vega and', but the. I closed my tear filled eyes, and we lay motionless and silent for a few minutes recovering from the physically draining experience. After a few minutes I felt a hand on my face, gently caressing it, I opened my mascara stained eyes. Lisa hand was touching me gently her fingers playing with my hair, she was smiling."Well Emma?" she asked, "do you feel more like a real girl now?" It hurt, Lisa!" I whispered."It does the first time, but I also heard you moaning in pleasure too!" she replied. He's on the sixteenth floor, room 1618. Enjoy your stay. Would you like someone to carry your suitcase for you?" No ... I'm fine ... really. Thank you."As the doors closed, she leaned tiredly against the elevator wall while she quickly and smoothly traveled up to her floor.'I'm amazed that things have ended up as they have. It will be interesting to see what Robert says when I talk to him though.'Her thoughts jumped around and landed on her husband. She wasn't angry any more. Actually, she was.