I went outside and felt lightheaded. I drank a single Stella Artois and didn't use weed. Even if the alcohol played a role, it was a minor one. It was the vibe I got from this gorgeous woman. If before I was pontificating about whether to seduce Eva or Emily, now my brain became focused on Tommy's Mom. I knew nothing about her, but her appearance and the way she looked at me made me forget anything else and I got shivers down my spine.
I walked slowly, thinking what I could do about the newly discovered lady. I saw Tommy in the same position as before: Semi-comatose, yet staring at the sky. I said, "Tommy, your Mom is here to take you home."
He gazed at me blankly and didn't react. He was in worse shape than I thought. I was in a bind. If his Mom saw him like that, all of us could get in
