"Penny was an 18-year-old, raven-haired beauty who currently had a dreamy look in her eyes -- as she always did when she thought about William, someth...ng she had done a lot of in the last year. Her sister, Cynthia, two years older and similar in appearance, shook her head in mock desperation. They were sitting at the dinner table, and although it was already well past noon, both were still in their nightgowns. Their parents had left just yesterday for a skiing vacation, and Cynthia had. She wasn’t an alcoholic, in fact, she almost never got drunk, save perhaps at a celebration like a wedding. She simply found booze pleasurable, and she refused to apologize for that. And on this Day, which she had dedicated solely to her pleasure, she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to indulge herself and feed her vices to her heart’s content. Chris, for his part, didn’t care one whit about Nell’s habits in this regard. The way he saw it, she was a grown woman and could make up her own damn. “I will just tell my friend that you will take me home”. She was away for only a few minutes and in the meantime he spoke to the club president and both voiced their satisfaction at the turnout and the possibility of gaining more individuals for the club. “Ready?” he asked as she re-joined him; she nodded. He opened the car door for her and helped with the seatbelt; he did wonder if there was enough belt. for she was rather large. In the operation he made sure that he again felt her up and her. ‘Hmmm?’ I ask, with my mouth full of food. ‘So, how was your talk?’ I shrug and I glance over at Luke who is attempting to keep his eyes on the floor. I sigh and I run two of my fingers through my hair, ‘It was fine.’ ‘What did you two talk about?’ ‘Nothing really. I mean… Luke politely apologized and so did I,’ I say with an innocent shrug, my plastic fork cutting into my pancakes. ‘Why did you have to apologize? He was the one that called you a whore.’ I shake my head and I pull the piece of.