” He looked confused.“You go tell the girl what happened,” said the Sheriff. I’ll tell your Pa I sent you there.”Peter smiled again. “I ki...d of wanted to see her again anyway,” he admitted.“Be careful,” cautioned Frank. “I think she’s wanting to see you again too.” He couldn’t tell Peter anything else under the circumstances.“Good,” said Peter cheerfully. He looked at the sky.“Might not be able to get back before dark,” he said.“You stay the night and you’ll have more trouble than you can. Alice Jean said a guy can unhook you with a pat on your back, right there by your locker. Just flex your shoulders back. But either Terry wasn’t that good at hooks or I wasn’t that good at flexing. Not that I’d have let him take it, of course, but it also being wet, maybe I’d let him loosen it up.“That’s enough. I’m a girl,” my protest for naught, as he followed my straps up to my shoulders, making me think of these horror movies where the girl gets strangled. A real murderer, however, would. I met him at a famous bar on the campus strip, that has since burned down years before, called Papa Joes. We had fun listening to music and I actually had quite a few drinks. We left for another nightclub to meet his three roommates. Jason had told me that all of their names started with the letter “J” and that they called themselves the “Four J’s”. They were part of a lip sync group that impersonated a famous boy band at that time and they often performed at the club. I was introduced to them. "Good, isn't it?" I whispered."God, I just gotta jill here." She rolled to the side a bit as she opened her legs. I couldn't see anything from where I was laying, but I think I had an idea from the way she just kind of sagged with her eyes closed and her mouth half open."Jesus, I gotta get that look, or kill myself trying." Cat whispered to me. "Do I look like that?" Yeah, sorta. I usually have my eyes closed, so I'm not exactly sure." You have your eyes closed?" Well, yeah," I stopped what I.