The waiter came by to get us more chips and salsa. He said there was some difficulty in the kitchen and asked if he could bring us some drinks on the ...ouse while we waited.I was kind of surprised when Kristina looked at me with a wicked little smirk. "Wanna be bad?" I looked at her and thought it over for about half a second."Sure!"She turned to the waiter. "Two margaritas. Doubles."The waiter took the order and headed towards the bar.We had gotten quite a buzz by the time our food arrived, and. . hm hm..” I hum to the sound of the radio. Though the song is unknown, I am still able to follow the catchy instrumental in the back ground.Humming. That’s only something I do when i’m nervous and god, why wouldn’t I be nervous? After all, it’s been 4 years now since you left. Why would you have stayed anyways. That comment he made was the last straw anyways. I vowed never to return to that house again unless he leaves and oh boy, has your request been accepted. Although long and time. She noticed my bulge in shorts.We became close and days were passing. I was getting very close to her by helping her and taking her for shopping and movies etc. One day she asked will you drink? I said no. She asked she wanted to drinks so we went to a nearby pub. She had 2 vodka shots and one tequila shot.I wanted to stop her so I paid the bill and took her back home and she started shouting. I controlled her finally made her sleep on her bed. I came out of their room and went to the kitchen. You alright? I asked, walking towards him and leaning against the computer desk. Yeah! he replied, a little too quickly, turning his gaze back to the screen. Something was definitely going on in here. About two hours later, when all the work we had been assigned was completed, John plopped down beside me on the carpeted floor. Sweat was trickling off his forehead and his hair and clothes were soaking. It wasnt an unfamiliar sight John was the schools star athlete. You know when you asked me if.