Bev had found out that she really liked the quiet girl, who wasn’t nearly as quiet once she accepted the fact that she had a real friend. The other ...irls liked her too, which only added to the strange, almost mystical sense of sisterhood she began to feel with them. Never having been around many kids her age, except in school, she was amazed at the noise and apparent confusion of a house that seven girls lived in. That the boy she had a crush on lived there too was just icing on the. Cherry sat on a barstool and stayed right there near me for the rest of the night. She looked in my drink recipe book and picked out a few that she wanted to try but she was not trying to get drunk like everyone else in the bar was.By the end of the night I had the panties of almost every girl in the place. Not one single girl wore pants other than my waitresses and there was not one single complaint about being molested either. The guys bought plenty of drinks, paid a cover charge, and. Raises the phone to my lips and whispers tentatively into the receiver…”yes?” “Hello darling, where the hell are ya?” My heart nearly bursting, overcome with joy, simply at the sound of that sweet southern drawl in my ear. Jerking as if the instrument burned a hole in my ear…seeing a well dressed tall man talking quietly into his cell phone, brown hair with a touch of silver, a wide grin spreading over his tanned features as he snaps the phone off and takes a few steps in my direction, arms. I forgot about my sexual escapade and had to attend to the injury I had just caused."I'm so sorry. Can you get up?" I asked Jeremy.Jeremy just lay there and asked if I can find a bandage.I ran to the first aid box and called for my brother."He has gone out. Only I am here," I heard Jeremy call out in the background.I fetched the box and went to Jeremy's side."My knee is bleeding." Jeremy pointed to the torn jeans and the blood coming out.I realised that I would have to do the bandaging and his.