Marilyn felt hurt. Everyone knew how she felt about Brian and it hurt every time Leslie mentioned him. The girls walked out to the bus and Marilyn stopped just before she got on. "Come on, Marilyn," Carol said.

"No," Marilyn said. "I think I'll walk home." Carol shrugged her shoulders.

Marilyn didn't know why she'd done that. She watched the bus pull away and she suddenly felt very lost and alone. She had let the bus go. What could she be thinking of? She found herself looking toward the parking lot.

It was very dark. She wondered if the two boys were out there waiting as they told her they would be. The practice had lasted longer than usual and perhaps they had given up.

Why was she thinking of the boys? she wondered, as she started walking toward home. She had no intention of going with them. Yet, somehow she found herself walking in the direction of the parking lot.

She kept telling herself that it was just curiosity, to see if they had really stayed. Yet her breath was coming slowly and her heart was pounding against her ribs.

She had not walked very far when a car's lights came on, striking her in the eyes.

"This way, Marilyn," Billy said.

She walked toward the car. Billy had the door open and she slipped into the car. Danny was driving. Billy got in the car on the other side of her and put his hand on her knee.

"You waited," Marilyn said.

"Of course," Billy said.

"But how did you know I'd come?" Marilyn asked.

"I knew, baby," Billy said. "You got a hot look in your eyes."

Marilyn wondered if that were true, if she really did have a hot look in her eyes. She didn't know, but she did know that something had drawn her to the parking lot. Something she didn't understand. And she'd known if she came that both these boys were going to fuck her.

Her skirt was so short that sitting in the seat had made it draw up almost to her panties. Billy wasted no time about letting her know what he wanted. His hot fingers brushed up her thigh and grasped between her legs.