" I don't know," I said. "Where can I say I'll be?" Oh," said Lindsay, the first to realize my predicament. "What do you tell your parents?" I know!" ...aid Emily. "You can say you're staying with my brother Alex." Alex is your brother?" He was in my grade so he was in a few of my classes but I would have never guessed the brown-haired, chunky boy was the younger brother of blonde, athletic Emily."Yeah."It could work.It did work. My parents had a couple of question but nothing too deep. I was. She was having fun watching me dance like crazy and joined in. The dancing continued in a normal (read crazy) fashion for some time when our bodies touched each others’ several times. We must have brushed each others tits many times. Then she started becoming bold again. She turned her back to me and started grinding her ass on my crotch and I too played along. I put my hand inside her top and held her waist and started slapping her ass cheeks several times. Then I did the humping motion as if. "But you had sex with him anyway," suggested Chuck."I thought we were falling in love," she complained. "Isn't sex part of that?" Tiffany," he said patiently, "think about that. Answer this. When was the first time you had sex with him?" I don't remember," she said crossly."What date?" he insisted. "First? Second? Fifth?" Second," she said, sullenly. "He got me drunk at a Frat party." And you thought he loved you," said Chuck.Tiffany thought about shouting at him. Why did he have to bring all. Jake stood up. He was six feet one and towered above the two girls who were barely five feet tall. Jake would take a while to get over his narrowly missing bronze, but if two Russian gymnasts were offering it on a plate, he wasn’t about to pass it up. “If you’re sure, I’d love to keep you two girls entertained,” said Jake, the smile returning naturally to his face. “That’s better,” said Trynka, giving his back a little tap as he walked with them towards the bar. The bar was humming with.