I put my clothes back on and chalk the whole night up as a learning experience. As I walk out of the room I run into the "pipe guy". I ask him if he...knew where "that girl" was (shit, I didn't even know her name). "Ya dude. I think she's upstairs." Feeling a little ripped off, I decide to confront her. I go up the stairs and head towards an open door where I hear voices. There she was, in the bathroom with another chick, huffing on a glass pipe. The smell was rancid. I guess that's. It was the way his Mum looked after she washed her hair. If only, like his Mum, he had the second towel tucked in above his breasts, the look would be complete. He made his way, unseen, back to his room where he changed into a white tee-shirt and baggy jogger bottoms, then headed to his Mum's bedroom and sat at her dressing table. Helen kept her cosmetics along the shelf below the mirror and in various dishes around the top. Brushes and hairdryer lay at hand, so no time was lost in the short. Besides, you're not exactly my type." Yeah, right," Lisa said sarcastically, automatically rolling her eyes upward. "Like I'm gonna try to 'get it on' with my own sister." Then after saying a quick goodbye to Jan, Lisa hung up the phone.And Lisa had just stated her true feelings to Jan. Even though Lisa had decided that she wanted to try to have sex with a woman, the last woman in this world that she would ever picture herself having sex with would be her own half-sister.So when Jan showed up. I just groaned.Rory continued to just look at me, after shoveling a fork full of his meat into his mouth.He looked at me expectantly, finally admitting defeat, I explained what had happened on Monday.“Really, the rumors around here have it a lot more physical a confrontation than that. Plus well I guess I should warn you; there are a couple of the other varsity football players on the lookout for you, to give you some payback.”“Payback for what?”“Danvers of course. I don’t know what he has told.