They were nearly to Amanda's house when she said, "You have puke in your hair." I'm sorry," said Caitlynn."Are you crying?"Caitlynn nodded, "Just a li...tle. This has been a rough night." I'll bet."Something in the tone of Amanda's voice made Caitlynn look at herself. She'd managed to ruin her dress while throwing up and shred her stockings at the same time. One knee was cut and red with mostly-dried blood. She gave an abrupt laugh that turned into a sob."Cait, what happened tonight?" I was at. 'Absolutely.' She said.The needle slid into her arm with the tiniest sensation of a pinch. A warm feeling crept through her arm, followed by a numb tingling. The doctor busied himself hooking her back up to the glucose drip. He was telling her about her diet, and what her caloric intake should be, but she was feeling detached and euphoric.That is, until the first cramps hit. It felt like someone putting her balls in a vice. Her insides were churning. And her head was splitting with pain. She. .. just let it happen. “That’s wimpy,” I voted.We’d been here before ... intellectually. Was it to be the dance? Or were we going to push the envelope? What would she do now? It wasn’t an exercise of the intellect. She knew that.Standing suddenly, she slid her hands up along her thighs, hooking her thumbs into the elastic of the white, brief panties she was wearing. I could only see the sides of her thighs and hips and the white of the panties’ waistband where she’d hooked them. The crotch. ” “Oh, please. No big deal”, I said as I waved it off.“You seem a lot nervous though. Maybe you should relax a bit, and you’ll see that you know everything. You’re just stressed out”, I said as I shrugged. She let out a small laugh.“Yeah, well, it’s Boards. There’s just so much pressure. I have been a bundle of nerves lately”, she said, her eyes were again on the floor. I looked at her, my eyes subtly roving all over her body: her curves were at all the right places, her skirt was almost.