”“Would you think it was true?”She paused. Maybe she was distracted, maybe she needed time to think.My thumb found her clit, and was making soft...circular motions that I knew she loved.“Would you think that it was true, that I’d been hypnotizing Marcie?”“Yessss...”“You know that Marcie and I were sleeping together, don’t you?”“Yes...”I knew that my sister had known that it was “good”, but I wasn’t sure what she knew beyond that. I didn’t want to say anything that wouldn’t match my sister’s image. Janie folded. So did Jim, Jon, and Stacey. It was Missy, Lacey, and me. Do I stay in, I’m still dressed, even had socks on. Lacey and Missy still hadn’t taken anything off. Missy was smiling too much, she was bluffing. Lacey, I couldn’t tell. She played her cards close. What the hell I thought, “I call.”Missy dropped two sixes, Lacey threw her cards in. Damn, I lost. I threw my cards. Lacey tugged her top over her head, dropping it next to her. I pulled a sock off to, “Boos,” from everyone. I. Benny handed her the stack of papers. “Would you watch over these for now?”“Sure,” she answered. She looked down at the first page. There were equations with symbols that she didn’t recognize. “It looks complicated.”“I guess it is complicated as far as most people are concerned, but I find this kind of stuff easy. Sometimes, I need to immerse myself in it ... you know ... get lost in the beauty of it. It’s the greatest thing I can experience.”“The beauty of it,” Cathy echoed numbly.That was an. She was grinning that mischievous, bitchy grin of someone who knew she had just snagged the most popular Kingston boys (of course they were more popular than the popular guys in her grade, they were seniors!) away from the most popular Loyalton (Patricia Loyalton School for Girls, called Loyalton for short) girls. Her skirt looked like that kind that would barely cover her ass, and it was so low, you could practically see where it led to in the front. Her shirt was tight, low cut. Her heels.