’ I guessed. – ‘No, I forgave her, too.’ said Jazz. ‘But I haven’t forgotten. And Cyn knows it. So we have this little ‘competition’ ...hing going on. It’s her way of saying that she won’t cringe or back down around me, even when I know what’s she’s done. It must be annoying for her, to have this old mistake held over her head.’ – ‘So … why do you do it?’ I asked. ‘The competition thing?’ – ‘To remind her.’ said Jazz. ‘To let her know that I haven’t forgotten, and that the next time she fucks. The next day, I told my best Friend Kristoff what had happened and he couldn't stop laughing about it hysterically. That was the end of it....or so I thought. Fast forward a week later, I saw Ashley again at the grocery store. She saw me and tried to chase me down. However, I knew the store like the back of my hand and I was able to easily evade her. 3 days later, I saw her again, but this time at the park. She once again tried to chase me down but I ran into oncoming traffic to try and lose. I hope Sam turned in her room so someone else had a place to sleep. I pulled the door closed and called up room service. I ordered coffee for eight people, and a couple of full breakfasts and finally, muffins and fruit.Next, I went back to get myself showered and dressed. I passed Corina and told her to keep an ear out for room service. I went ahead and I did my morning workout before I showered and shaved. When I came out, Corina and Sam were having breakfast. Both were dressed and ready to. Her dress, some would say, was a tad too short as her breasts were overflowing from the top of it. "Oh Dylan, or Hornswoggle, or Horny - whatever I should call. It's a bit a both, I wanted to impress you obviously, but I'm also always this fine." - She said flirtatiously. She could hear the loud gulp in Hornswoggle's throat when she exclaimed this. The two then proceeded to get a few drinks and make more small talk. The night seemed to be going well, and the two of them couldn't take their eyes.