.. if I do, I'll get in trouble ... and then I wouldn't be a cheerleader anymore. I get to finally be a cheerleader today, Jack, I even get to be a ca...tain, because that dumb bitch Charlotte didn't come to tryouts ... you don't want me to get in trouble, do you, Jack?" Emily," Jack said, "I always want what's best for you. Always. You know that, right?" I know that," Emily said quickly. "Of course." And what's best for you is dressing the way I tell you to dress," Jack said. "You won't get in. Whatever psychological problems I might have, have never been based upon my looks. I might not be beautiful like a model, but I’m not over weight and I have regular features, a smallish nose and a generous mouth and I think I look young for 41 if I say so myself. But that reflection didn’t help me as the day wore on. I finally decided that if Hal wasn’t there I’d be no worse off than usual, I’d just have pick up some homeless guy hanging around like I’d done many times before. *** As it. His breath smells minty like his aftershave. He nudges my hair aside with his chin, smooth from shaving this morning. He kisses my shoulder where it slopes up to my neck. I don’t want to be angry. Not with him. I lean back. I tilt my head. I close my eyes. His teeth lightly scrape my throat. ‘Say it again.’ ‘No.’ My refusal escapes my mouth in a whimper. ‘See how easy it is.’ His moist tongue flicks my neck. His lips softly clamp my neck where he licked it. He suckles, strokes my arm again.. Then another thought hit me. "Hey, when did you get a dildo?" I don't have one." Then where did it come from?" Uh, well. I, uh, borrowed it from one of the girls." You're lying. I can always tell when you're lying." Six years of watching Kendra try to bluff her way past her parents had clued me in."Okay damn it. This is a Sorority house. Some of the girls are... into other girls... and experimentation is a very common thing. So one night I got drunk and just, kind of... went for it." You had.