"You look exquisite, Lia," he whispered in her ear."Oh my God. Jack. It's you!" Who were you expecting, baby? You didn't think that I'd leave you here...alone, exposed to the wolves did you?"She smiled and melted back into his embrace, still not turning to look at him. She had seen him, intimately, but never in the flesh and somehow that made her nervous. Whereas before he had been a mere image on a screen, here she felt a real person, strong arms wrapped around here, the comfortable bubble. "Aren't you hot? Surely you can take off the gloves and your big cap. Itis summer after all"I didn't say anything. She must have wondered whether or not I was amute. She smiled and continued: "I love your suit, it fits your broadframe, but you should take it off really, it's too hot and even if youhave boyish good looks, with that, you look like a stuffy old man".She laughed a girly little laugh.I excused myself, took a small briefcase with me and went to thebathroom.I took off my gloves which. My siblings really want to join us but my mom told them to hang out with their friends instead. I can really tell that Arnel is in a good mood tonight and ask him how he is doing. He smiled and pointed out the full moon on the horizon. I jokingly asked if he is a werewolf but instead he howled and laughed. Instead, he let me know that everyone is horny on the full moon and he cannot wait to play with everyone. I gave him an approval nod and told him that it must be a full moon every time we all. She really was a bad girl, she knew now, bad bad bad. She rested her palm at the top, let a finger slip between ... Oh! Her hand startled away; it had found a spot of untouchable tenderness. But rubbing around it was good. And beneath it ... she slipped into herself, and the ache intensified and sweetened.She WAS a bad girl. A little bit of pride flickered in her heart. Touching herself wasn't disgusting, it felt good. Really, really good, in fact. Fine, if she was a bad girl, she'd be a Bad.