I turn around to see Tiffany wildly motioning for me to come over. I stumble over to Tiffany and see that she’s standing next to a handsome man hold...ng a red solo cup in one hand and Tiffany’s ass in the other.“Hey, Max! Jared and I are gonna go have sex, so I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” she slurs.I sigh frustratedly, “What? But you’re my ride, bitch.”“I knowww,” Tiffany whines, “but he’s really cute!” she leans in to me, nearly falling and whispered drunkly, “And he has an accent, I don’t. He said by next weekend I wouldn’t have to worry about the envelope. He also said that I’d need it in the Fall, but he wasn’t telling me why just yet what that would be. I figured there was more money involved, and I had pretty much committed to getting in deeper.On Friday afternoon, I saw Stacey Nelson again at the house. She came over.“Sorry, you’re still too young!”“Forget it Stacey, I have access to so much sex that I turn it down on occasion! Why would I pay?”“You are so full of crap!. "Time in a bottle," was the dream, but, "Time won't let me," was the reality or so it seemed.I always spoke openly about my emotions. She kept most of hers tucked underneath a surface that I couldn't always breach even though she was probably the most open person I had met in my entire life further adding to the mystery that was Maude.She'd laugh and shake her head, “Then there would be a whole different battle for us to face," but in my mind time was the only thing standing between us.When we. I always thought what would have happened if I had allowed you to do whatever you wanted to me.’ He nipped her earlobe and whispered, ‘You liked my hands all over you then, didn’t you?’ ‘Mmm yes.’ ‘I’ll tell you a little secret. I liked putting my hands all over you.’ He kept his touches light, constantly starting new barrages of goose bumps and chills. She knew there was so much more, but she didn’t ever want to put an end to this game that they were playing now. He kissed her neck. His lips.