"She blinked and then giggled at the thought of that long pale thing being bright red and painful.Inside, he stopped, unable to wait any longer. Almos... carefully he pulled her to him and stared into her eyes as he felt her breasts press into his chest. He didn't know whether to push his ass back, to avoid poking her with his meat, or let her feel it."When did you decide to do this," he asked."Last night." Are you having second thoughts?" Maybe a little," she admitted."I was rough with you last. " she whispered before she turned to leave."Go ahead, run away, you coward! You never share anything with me anyways!" Charles roared as she made it to the door.Kat stopped as if lightning had struck her."I don't think you should have..." Stephan warned just before Kat picked up the gold apple that sat on the stand next to door. Turning around, she held in her hand testing it's weight."Did I ever tell you that I was the pitcher of my softball team at ITS?" she asked sweetly."No, that's. As with Bob I had instructed mom to deny Craig any more sex. We wanted his hormones to rise to a level where he'd be forced to have my mother stay. We underestimated him. Rich young men like Craig have their pick of the ladies. No sooner had Catherine left when we found girls visiting Craig's room. It seemed like he was in there with the entire cheerleading squad. A few hours later, he came down for dinner. Catherine and Lizzy were still out and planned to stay out all night. Mom had dressed. And that was the plan. Project T was going in and mussel in on the action the secret organization had going. New Orleans was, after all their base. So our group would come in and try to get as much of the action as possible and wait for retaliation or an invite. I decided to go to Atlanta. Mary Kate was happy about that. In Atlanta, I just laid low. We walked around in total anonymity, just enjoying the city. We hit the clubs, and walked around. The amazing thing here was there were.