We begin to bump and grind into each other, becoming very flirtations with each other. Throughout the night we drink more, dance longer, getting a lot...of attention from those in the bar. We feel like we're giving them a show, but they're not on our minds. We just talk and giggle, bitch and moan about our job and being let go. It's not until a little after twelve, when Katie nearly falls into me, but skies me as she does. I'm not shocked, but taken aback a little by it. Her lips are soft,. "I got that little girl smile from her, and for the first time in a long time, I felt at peace inside. We went to bed with her wearing that ugly purple shirt as a night gown. When I looked at her in surprise, she just smiled and said; "If I wear it to bed and forget to wash it before we leave, I won't have to look at you wearing it."Jeesh, I thought, I liked the color and thought it matched my jeans. But, I didn't tell her that, since she obviously looked a lot better in it than I did.. The edge of arrogance. ‘Jarod, I can’t, okay?’ I pulled my arms tighter, holding back the lurch of need to change my mind. ‘Why not? Why can’t you? The other day – it was a mistake and I regret it. Every moment since, I’ve regretted it, Steph.’ ‘There’s no point. No sense in-‘ ‘In what? In talking to each other?’ ‘What’s there to talk about?’ He seemed lost for an answer to that. He turned and walked past me to his desk and back again, pacing. Just as I’d seen him before. As he’d done just. The fact that he was an awesome cocksucker made it easier. We would end up spending entire days fucking and sucking and I was not keeping my promise to my Father. Somehow Casey and Frankie managed to keep their grades acceptable, but mine continued to slide. I was called into the Dean’s office and told my grades were no longer acceptable to remain enrolled at Yale and that my Father had been notified that I was being kicked out of the University. I was summarily called home to St. Louis where.