It didn't take as long as I thought, but I don't want to undo itall and then start over, if you get my drift." I understand, so, how do you look?" he ...sked"Well, I would say, if I didn't know any better, that I was a girldressed up like a dance hall girl from the old west," I said."I can't wait to see you. Hey, you can go to lunch with us, it will giveus a chance to see if anyone knows it's you," said Carl."I don't think so," I said really wanting to go out, but not wanting himto know. She then offered one each to Penny and me. Yummy, another brownie. When we were leaving to go back to our house I told Mrs. Miller if Penny wanted to ride the bus I would make sure she got to the right place. She asked her daughter if she would like to ride the bus and Penny nodded her head. The next morning I knocked on their door and walked Penny to the bus stop and sat with her on the ride to school. I sat with her at lunch again that day even though I was ribbed by several of my friends. Rammstein’s hardcore music was cranked up on the speakers. I nodded, and walked over easily. The alcohol hadn’t taken any affect on me. At least I thought it didn’t.. I was head banging, and fist pumping, then things started to get dirty when the music changed. I began to grind with every guy I could find. I became a whore when I drank, and I couldn’t control it. I shook my ass fast, and a bunch of guys began to smack it. Hard. I liked to be spanked, it was one of my guilty pleasures. I started. We can afford to take our time." The girls giggled and looked at each other. "Trust funds," they added, simultaneously."Did someone say trust fund?" Edward showed up, wide smile, somehow juggling three glasses in two hands. "Here you go girls," he passed two identical drinks over to them, "Two Hpno-politans. And Eric, they had some absinthe - you want to at least taste it?"I pushed away the drink he was waving in front of my face; it smelled like licorice. "Ugh, no thank you, Ward. That stuff.