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She eyes my bicep appreciatively "How do you like New York?"

I think for a secondthen it coht now, I’m likin’ it a whole lot"

Drew nods ally

"We’re art majors," the blonde offers

"Seriously? Art?" Drew s an actual contribution to society" He raises his glass "Here’s to graduating without a marketable skill set of any kind"

I know he sounds like an insulting ass, but trust h, like they always do, eating up his cocky attitude and sarcastic humor with a spoon

I take another drink of bourbon "What kinda art do you do?"

"I paint," Blondie answers "I particularly like body painting" She trails her hand up and down Drew’s chest "You would be an a canvas"

"I sculpt," her friend tells ood with my hands"

She finishes the pink drink in her hand Even though I’m not twenty-one and don’t have an ID that says I aet you another round?"

Before she can answer, Drew intercedes "Or we could get out of here? Go back to your place?" He makes eye contact with the blonde "You can show irls agree, I down the rest of my bourbon, and as easy as that, the four of us head out the door

• • •

Turns out the girls are roommates I’m quiet as alk the three blocks to their apart in one bad It’s a ine Jenny’s face in hter in the rocking chair ave us when Presley was born And I wonder if what I’

Their apartirls could afford alone A doore couches and glea A full-size kitchen with oak cabinets and granite countertops is visible fro room, separated by a breakfast bar and three white bar stools

"Make yourselves at ho to go freshen up"

After they disappear down the hallway, Drew’s head whips to ht What’s the matter?"

I wipe ood idea"

"Did you not see the brunette’s tits? Getting a closer look at those bad boys could never be anything but a good idea"

My lips tighten with indecision, thenI spillisI’ve never had sex with anyone except Jenny"

He rubs his forehead "Oh Jesus"