"Remember what you learned this weekend, Chase," Amy said.
"Only the butt and boobs?" I asked.
Amy rolled her eyes and cuffed me on the shoulder. I tried to smile, but I couldn't form it. I felt like such a d**k. A particularly pertinent description.
"Stop moping," Amy said, "I know what's best for all of us. When we were stripping together last weekend? When I brought home all the alcohol and we did it the second time? The gummies and the heat at my apartment? I've been right every time. You know it. I want you so bad, Chase. I know you want me, too. Think of it. All your sexy sisters to yourself. Me especially. You own my body. You'll own all your sisters soon enough."
I looked around to see if anyone was listening. The station was busy, and Amy wasn't being quiet one bit.
"Trust me
