'You know, you are really fucked up.'

We pulled into the drive. There was Bree, grinning big, ready to get fucked.

Derrick scrambled out of the car, ran to Bree, took her by the hand and dragged her to house.

'We are going to my bedroom.'

Bree looked back at me.

'Who put a nickel in him? Joining us?'

Derrick said, 'No, just us.'

Bree threw her hands up in the air.

'I tried,' she said.

He yanked on her again to get going.

Now what am I going to do?

As luck would have it my phone rang. It was him.

'Hi Holly, I was thinking about the grade...'...