"Are we involved?" YES!" Are we involved?" YES!" Am I possessive?" YES! YES!" Do you want me to be possessive?" YES! I want you to possess me. I want ...ou to own me." Are you my woman?" YES!"Later, she saw through me. "You're sad because you got caught up in it and made me say those things, aren't you?" I'm mad at myself for putting you through it. We should have talked about it." You're being a prude. I'm 21, its time I lost it."I stopped blaming myself for what I had done. She was a woman and. They were overlooking the curved shoreline, and the view was magnificent. Already couples were heading out to the beach. “I think the beach would be a great idea,” she said.The day before had been about relaxation and settling in. After their afternoon lovemaking, the Olivers had fallen asleep until the early evening. By then the storm had come in, and that precluded too much exploration. They had dressed and wandered around the resort but didn’t feel up for a drive into town in the rain.. .. exactly?" I said looking at her, not a hundred percent sure she had actually meant what I'd just heard, though that made her laugh nervously when looking at me."You heard me, something sexy, naughty. I know you enjoy watching those adult channels, so maybe we can find something not too uncomfortable to watch together on one of those."I didn't answer, though I started to flip through a few available programs off the adult channel. The problem with that was, even the names of the available. Two other men, one of them a friend of my father's, rushed up. "I calledthe police," my father's friend told the Coach, indicating his cellphone. "They're on their way."Coach Hendricks looked me squarely in the eye. "This is what comes ofdrinking," he told me. I started to tell him I hadn't been drinking, butI could taste something in my mouth. Although I never liked it, I couldtell it was whiskey of some type. I remained quiet as the Coach went on."You're off the team, Korby. You'll be lucky.