[Tiffany] "Hello?"

[Tasha]  "Tiffany? Did I wake you?" I yawned.

[Tiffany] "Yeah... kinda."

[Tasha]  "Oh... sorry... I'll let you go then."

[Tiffany] "No... It’s okay. What do you want?"

[Tasha]  "I need to talk to you about last night."

[Tiffany] "What about it?"

[Tasha]  "Um..." I playfully scoffed at her.

[Tiffany] "Natasha Mason! You didn't!" She sighed.

[Tasha]  "I did."

[Tiffany] "Aww! Congratulations!" There was a long pause on her end. "You don't sound too happy about it..."

[Tasha]  "Every one of my thoughts was screaming 'don't', but I did anyway... is that wrong?"

[Tiffany] "No, Tash. That's just how you feel after your first time. I gotta go, okay?"

[Tasha]  "Okay. Call me later."

[Tiffany] "Okay. Bye."

[Tasha]   "Bye."

I rolled over to face Darrel and screamed.

"Bill?!" He grunted and opened his eyes.

"What?" I wrapped the comforter around me and stood up.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!"

"Sleepin' off last night. Like it or not, you use up a guys energy."

"What?! You mean we...?!" He gave me a weird look and kinda laughed.

"Uh, yeah. You were there, Tiff."

"Oh my God! Where's Pete?!"

"Don't you remember? A buddy of his asked him to cover the night shift over at the factory." I started pacing up and down my room. "Tiff, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?! What's wrong?! I slept with you! That's what's wrong!" He smiled.

"That's not what you were sayin' last night." I exhaled sharply.

"For your information, I don't even remember last night!"

"Yeah... right... you know very well that you're NEVER gonna forget last night." I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Eww! Shut up!" I hurriedly grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom to get dressed. I started pacing in the bathroom, talking to myself. "My God, Tiffany! What'd you do?! What if Darrel finds out?!" I sat down on the toilet seat and put my head in my hands. "You've really screwed up this time, Tiff."