If I had her looks, I would probably be shacked up, getting railed on by a hunky bartender, or whatever Kyle was, I could never remember. Jenny actual...y had a boyfriend, who lived out of town. He new she cheated on him, but honestly didn't care as long as she slept with him when he was in town. I was plenty used to Jenny bailing on our plans, but I was particularly pissed this time because she was supposed to bring Kyle. I had seen pictures of him, and he was incredibly hot. Not to mention. Sara got on the year book committee fairly easy. The geeks that ran the committee where push-overs and knew better then to question the queen bee. Sara insisted on working with me. She intentionally tried to sabotage me at every turn. What she didn't know is that I was purposely trying not to finish the year book photos in time. Friday around noon the news came that we had to be done by Monday. Sara frowned. I could tell she wasn't happy, she had done the math in her head. There was no way in. Dan’s fingers were met by Darlene’s who took her turn.“One of the perks of the dinner party,” Carla said to his ear.Raymond lightly tapped his glass with his fork to get everyone’s attention and stood. His tall, six-foot-five frame towered over those seated.“Thank you, everyone, for attending our party tonight. I’d like to offer a special greeting to Dan Hayward, Carla’s date for tonight’s activities. As is custom at our bi-annual get-togethers, we’re donating another twelve thousand dollars to. His fingers worked their way along my calf (because by now I'd slouched a little and had my foot resting on the seat in front of him) and after several long minutes, he stood up, and I moved over. We sat there, wordlessly, quietly in our seat, listening to the tires rolling over the pavement, and watching the sun slowly begin to set over the rocky terrain. His arm was slung over my shoulder, and as the rays of light kissed the distant mountains, his hand covered one of my breasts. It's a slight.