Good lord, I went to get Baby Brother from school while I was home visiting (he's in 10th grade this year, I'm so not ready) and I saw more T & A inside the school halls than I saw on a Thirsty Thursday in my friends dorm room (his room was well known for mass couplings). What the hell? In Northern Pennsylvania in freaking February, and these girls are in short skirts and mid-riff tops. Gah!

I never realized how good the jungle could smell, after the rain, until I caught the scent of that and the heavy scratch of a man's cheek stubble against my throat.