When it was over, Amanda put her hand on my thigh, jolting me out of my trance. I looked over, wondering what she wanted. It was then that I saw it. Serena was still where she had been before the scene started, bending over the kitchen island, watching the TV as she picked the remaining popcorn out of the bag. But she was no longer alone. Eric was now standing right behind her, watching the TV over her shoulders. Though the room lights were off, in the glow of the TV, I could see that Eric had his hands down on Serena's hips and that her summer dress was bunched...