"I know it's not as sexy as taking off my earrings," Rachael teased, "but here we go." She rose to her feet, then turned to Brit. "You wouldn't mind h...lping me out of this, would you?" she asked coyly. Brit gritted her teeth but couldn't hide the grin on her face. It was a comical mixture of anger, embarrassment, and humor. Jeff would have loved to see Brit reach around Rachael in what would end up being a lot like a hug between the topless girls, but instead she walked around behind her. Still. His father dropped a stack of pancakes on the table as his mother looked up from the newspaper.“something the matter, sweetheart?” She asked.“The Senior Prom is Friday night and I don’t have a date, let alone a dress…” He said as he played with his fork.“You could always go by yourself…” She said“Andrea…” Sam’s father said, turning around “Boys don’t go to prom by themselves…”“My brother did…” She said“Michael went to an all-boys school.”“You did…” She retorted.“Oh, we’re bringing that up. He dropped the bag to the floor beside her then reached up and, still not paying the slightest attention to her, unfastened the end of the belt from the bookshelf and let her drop onto her heels.Her knees were so weak that she almost collapsed and had to lean back against the bookshelves for support. Her shoulders screamed in agony as she lowered her arms in front of her. He quickly loosened and removed the belt from her wrists and held it in his hand. He bent her forward and pulled her shirt. Come on, let’s go somewhere quiet. I think you’re done dancing for a while."She took me by the hand and, somehow, we found ourselves in another room, this one full of pillows and bathed in soft pink light. A DJ was spinning records at one end, only it was softer, more ambient then in the main room. There were others in here, couples, small groups, some sitting or laying around smoking pot, talking, making out, cuddling and snuggling. There were decorations as well, just as there had been in the.