"Do you need me to make the same threat twice in a row?" I asked. He seemed to get the picture. I didn't know what I wanted to do yet, but something strange was brewing. And I loved that this was killing him.

So we all got back in the car and headed back towards home. There wasn't a lot of talking. Aaron was too weirded out to keep trying to get in Rachel's pants and the two girls were still sort of pissed by how the evening had turned out. I was the only one who felt good about myself, so I'd have to push whatever came next. Finally...