“LISA’S LIES”

The Evolution of a Female Control Freak

…and the Men She Dominates

By

B. J. Frazier

Copyright 2020. All rights reserved

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Table of Contents

Author’s Note

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Epilogue

About B.J. Frazier

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Author’s Note

This book contains erotic fiction with graphic sex and is intended for mature readers only.

My sincere and devoted thanks go to Thomas Antonson for his editing acumen and his uncanny ability to understand which word I really meant to use.

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I know there are a lot of books for sale, and I thank you for choosing mine.

Happy reading,

~B.J.

Severe Content Warning: B.J. Frazier books contain *plots* and *well-developed characters*

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Lisa Davidson is a bitch.

She didn't want to be born--the doctors yanked her out after her mother struggled through thirty-eight hours of labor. Lisa held everyone accountable ever since.

She learned to read people's emotional weaknesses and prey upon them.

At her sixth birthday party, a group of girls giggled over Kenny. She tugged her best friend Anne to the front of the food line and swore she would never kiss a boy.

Promptly thereafter, Kenny was accidentally shoved into Lisa. When Anne made goo-goo eyes at Kenny, Lisa planted a large, loud kiss onto Kenny's cheek.

Their reactions were the best gifts Lisa received that year.

Anne looked like her world had collapsed, and Kenny was shocked.

Lisa was proud to have been Anne's destroyer, and was smug to have shaken the boy.

The day she turned six, Lisa discovered the wonderful world of betrayal. She reveled in it so much, she didn't care that Anne never spoke to her again.

Lisa was hooked.

It was the price the world would pay for her birth.

Lisa became a self-indulgent, chubby teen. Girls her age feared her because she was a bully.

No one teased her because of her weight. In fact, boys liked her because she let them experiment with her body. What they didn't know was that she learned more than they did.

Since she went to high school in the '80s, the learning was live.

Lisa entered college as an experienced seductress, and she thoroughly enjoyed sex. Causing pain was also equally enjoyable to her. She learned how to merge her two favorite pastimes by seducing guys in relationships and then telling their girlfriends.

* * * *

Will Wilson was a typical yet boring teenager. He played sports, worked at his dad's insurance office and had a steady girlfriend. He was moderately good-looking with average height, dirty blond hair and blue eyes.

He was forgettable except for two scars: one external and one internal. When he was six and goofing around with his older brothers, he fell through the screen door. His nose displayed three jagged lines where the screen wouldn't let go.

Will's internal scar was the loss of his mother, Danielle, a week before his high school graduation. Her fight with cancer was short-lived, though she desperately wanted to see her baby boy graduate high school, graduate college, get married, and take over the family business.

“My William,” she told him on her death bed, “you are a good boy. Don't let my death end your life. You go and do all those great things you were meant to do, and I'll be watching from above. I'll always find a way to be with you, William, my baby boy. Promise me you'll be a good boy.”

“I promise, Mother. But you're not going to die! You'll beat this, and you'll be here when everything happens!”

When she shook her head, he buried his face in her neck and cried.

“I will always be with you, my sweet baby boy.”

She died that afternoon.

Will was devastated but believed that his mother watched over him.

The belief accompanied him to college, where he encountered the most beautiful of all females:

Lisa Davidson.

Chapter 2

Todd Sanborn was Will’s best friend, and they roomed together freshman year. Todd was more striking; six-feet tall with black hair and brown eyes on a muscular frame.

They moved in a week before school began. Loose, free and virile, Todd immediately found the party scene.

“We're going to a party off campus on Friday,” he told Will.

“I'm not in a partying mood,” Will glumly responded.

“Exactly why you're coming with me,” Todd insisted.

“It's too soon.”

Todd wasn't sure whether Will was referring to his mother's death or his recent break-up. He chose the latter. “Look, Stephanie's a bitch to dump you right before college, man. You need to boink, dude! Pronto. Fuck, I do, too!”

Will meekly smiled at his friend. “I can't. Not yet.”

“You've still got a few days to decide,” Todd backed off, knowing how and when to push. He was confident he'd get Will to accompany him.

They both needed some action.

“Yeah, okay,” Will placated his friend. “I'm gonna figure out my schedule and make sure I know where all the buildings are. You wanna come?”

“Nah, there's a new batch of freshmen moving in today, and I'm gonna offer assistance to those I wanna do the nasty with,” he winked.

Will chuckled. “'Kay. Good luck.”

“I don't need it, man.” He flicked his hands outward from his hips. “I got this,” he said, shaking his body like a stripper.

“For sure,” Will rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, well, it doesn't work on guys,” Todd joked.

“You hope!” Will joked back as he walked down the hall armed with a schedule and a map.

“You fag!” Todd yelled at him.

Will was still smiling as he walked outside. It was a beautiful, late August day; still summer with a promise of fall around the corner. The campus was green, lush and full of activity.

Will concentrated on the map. He located the building for his first class and plotted his course.

His eyes were on his map instead of where he was going, and he crashed into a fellow freshman. “Oh, shit, I'm so sorry,” Will mumbled without looking at the girl.

“S'ok. It was probably my fault, anyway,” she said.

“No, it was me,” he confirmed, eyes still glued to his map. “You okay?” he offered automatically, not really caring about the answer.

“Yeah. Go; you look like you're in a hurry.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Thanks. Sorry again.” He was off.

The girl watched him walk away. There was something about him that made her breathing erratic.

Will found his first class without bumping into anyone else. He calculated the time it took him and jotted it on his schedule.

The brightness outside caused momentary blindness when he stepped into the dark building. He stood in the vestibule waiting for his eyesight to return.

When it did, he saw a couple making out directly in front of him. The guy's hands were all over the girl's body. His eyes were open and staring at Will. Will reddened, realizing it must seem like he'd stopped to watch.

He knew he should leave but his feet wouldn't move.

“Yo, airhead, you some kinda fag or somethin'?” the guy called to him.

Will reddened more. “N-no, I jis couldn't see for a sec,” he realized he sounded like a complete doofus.

“Yeah? And then when you did see, you jis kept right on seein', didn't ya, shit-for-brains?”

Will was about to yell something back when the girl turned to look at him.

Will couldn't speak.

The girl was five-four with dirty blonde, permed hair and piercing green eyes. She was squeezed into Gloria Vanderbilt jeans and wore white Keds and a State T-shirt.

To Will, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She laughed derisively.

“Hello? Earth to doofus? Y'gonna jis stand there or what?!” the guy barked.

“N-no. Sorry,” he mumbled, never taking his eyes off the girl. He walked away as the guy called him a fag again.

Will found his classroom, made a note on his schedule, and left. He retraced his steps and saw the girl again. She was waving to the guy, who was leaving. Will stopped short and stared at her.

She scoff-snorted as she turned her back on the guy and bumped into Will. “Hey!” she yelled.

Will chuckled. “Hey, what? You bumped into me.”

“As if!” She looked up. “You're the doofus from before!”

Will stuck out his hand, “Nice to meet you. I'm Doofus; and you are?”

She bit back a smile. “I'm Lisa, Doofus.”

“Lisa Doofus, a very nice name.”

This time, she couldn't curb the smile. “Very funny,” she said bitingly, but he had seen her glorious smile. “What's your real name, Doofus? Not like I'm gonna call you anything other than Doofus, though.”

“I'm Will.”

“Will, you're a doofus, for sure. Can I have my hand back?” she yanked it away.

“Sorry,” he said, glancing at the retreating guy.

Lisa looked over her shoulder. “Yeah, well, he's not the brightest, but what were you doing jis standing here watching us?”

She watched Will squirm. “Do you like to watch, Will the Doofus?” she leered at him.

He looked at her, shocked. He'd never encountered a girl who was so sexually bold.

“No, I like to play,” he heard himself respond.

“Really. Interesting.” Her eyes sparked as they peered into his.

He looked down and whispered, “But never with someone else's girl.”

She laughed when she realized he was serious. “Oh yeah? Well, I'm no one's girl. And I've told him as much, too.”

Will brightened. “Like, really?”

He glanced over her shoulder and saw the guy had turned around and was coming back.

“I just said so,” Lisa spat. She turned to see what Will was looking at.

“So, like, um, does that mean you'd like to go to a party with me this Friday?”

“Like, it'd totally ruin my reputation if I showed up at a party with a doofus.”

“I'll let you call me doofus in private, but I'm not really a doofus.”

“You're not? There's a test for doofuses, y'know.”

“I didn't know that. I mean, not being one myself, I wouldn't be expected to know it.”

Again, Lisa smiled, which looked more like a scowl and replied, “I totally don't think you could handle it.”

Will stared at her for a beat. “I'm up for challenges.”

Lisa stared back. “Okay. Well, you'd have to French kiss me right now.”

“Um, your boyfriend's coming back.”

“I know. He's not my boyfriend but that's why you have to do it right now to prove you're not a doofus, and then I'll go to the party with you,” she tempted.

Will's synapses popped. He looked at the guy then back at Lisa. Normally cool, calculated and never spontaneous, Will uncharacteristically pulled Lisa to him and French kissed her, just as the guy entered the building.

“What the fuck, Lisa?! I'm gone, like, five fuckin' seconds, and you're lip-locked with another guy?! You're my girlfriend!”

Lisa slowly pulled away from Will. “Jeff, I've told you a bajillion times, I'm not your girlfriend!”

Jeff looked like Lisa had, in fact, told him a bajillion times she wasn't his girlfriend; and looked hurt nonetheless.

Will watched the exchange and felt the power shift. He remained a quiet observer.

Lisa seized her dominance. “Like, what are you even doing here still? I only let you drive me to college because you begged me. Now it's time for you to go home!” She spoke with an edge and held her hands on her hips.

“But I--”

“But I nothin', Jeff. Go home. I'm moving on, I told you. I'm getting a degree, and you're gettin' a cheesy job. You were good for sex. That's it. But Will here,” she linked her arm in Will's, “he's going to fuck me now, Jeff. So run along home.”

Will's eyebrows rose at Lisa's crudeness.

Jeff's eyes challenged him.

The two had a silent stand-off while Lisa watched, amused.

Will didn't know what to say so he remained silent. It was the right thing to do.

Jeff, the tough guy, slumped in resignation. “Are you sure? We could--”

“G'bye, Jeff.”

He looked at Lisa, glanced at Will, then back at Lisa before mumbling, “I'll be waiting for you...” as he turned and left.

On the drive home, he scolded himself for not declaring, “You'll be sorry, and you'll miss me, and you'll come running back to me, only I'll be with someone else!”

Lisa and Will watched him walk away. She faced Will and wrapped her arms around his waist. “You'll have to begin the test over again since we were so rudely interrupted.”

He looked down at her and briefly hesitated before sucking face again. Lisa felt herself getting wet. He was definitely a better kisser than Jeff.

She broke the kiss. “Awright, you pass.”

“Like, I'm not a doofus and you'll go to the party with me?”

Lisa stared into his eyes and read his body language. He was solid and confident, with a hint of submissive. He would be perfect, she thought.

“Yeah.” She wrote down her phone number, ripped off the piece of paper and handed it to him.

“I'll call you later today,” he said, taking the paper.

“I know you will,” Lisa said and walked away without looking back.

Will watched her and couldn't believe his luck.

He floated through the rest of his schedule, finding his classes with ease. He made it back to his dorm for lunch with Todd, and retold the entire story.

Todd was glad for his buddy but slightly miffed, since he hadn’t found a willing sex partner that afternoon.

“So she's hot, huh?”

“Totally,” Will said, eyes glazed.

“Good. I told ya y'need some action,” he grinned.

“It's kinda not like that.”

“Duh, as if, dude! You said she was all over you in seconds!”

“Yeah, but it's more than that. I'm gonna marry her, Todd.”

Todd scoffed loudly. “For sure.”

“I am.”

“Okay.”

Chapter 3

Todd accompanied Will to pick up Lisa to check her out before he got wasted.

He'd fucked a coupla chicks during the week but went to the party alone. He was still a bit miffed that Will had a date. He waited outside while Will brought her down.

Lisa wore a black mini skirt, bare legs, flat black, suede boots, and a hot pink tank top. She also wore hot pink, plastic dangly earrings and a hot pink, thick plastic bracelet.

Todd sucked down the utterance, “Dog!” and no longer cared that Will had a date.

“Lisa, I've heard a lot about you,” he managed to eke out.

Lisa shook his hand and sized him up. Todd was way better looking than Will, and she wondered if he could kiss better, too. And that bod! Todd was in a State muscle shirt, shorts and flip-flops.

“I can't say the same thing, Tom,” she leered.

“It's Todd, Lisa,” Will corrected.

“Sorry,” she said pointedly to Todd.

“Hey, I answer to anything, so long as you're hot.” Todd looked away trying to keep the upper hand.

“I'll keep that in mind,” she smiled to indicate that she didn't recognize his dominance.

Todd smiled back, unfazed.

Will missed the underlying conversation. He was happy that his two favorite people were getting along.

The three talked casually on the way to the party. Lisa took Will's hand when she saw Todd looking.

When they arrived, Lisa excused herself to the powder room. Will took the opportunity to speak to Todd before the drinks started flowing.

“Whaddya think of her?”

“She's somethin',” he said noncommittally.

“Isn't she bodacious?”

“She reminds me of someone.”

“Oh really? Who?”

Todd was testing to see if Will was aware of the uncanny similarity between Lisa and Will's mom. “I can't quite place it. Do you think she looks like anyone?”

“Nope. I jis know I'm gonna marry her, dude.”

“Yeah, you said that,” Todd sighed. No point filling him in. “I need a drink,” he said as he saw Lisa walking back to them.

“Me, too. I'll grab three for all of us, okay?”

“Sure.” Todd leaned against the wall with his knee up and watched Lisa approach.

“Where's Will going?”

“To get us drinks.”

“Awesome.”

“Uh-huh.” Todd panned the room for available prey.

“Who are you after?” she asked directly.

He slowly shifted his eyes to her and asked pointedly, “What do you want, Lisa?”

“You,” she said simply.

He wasn’t expecting that answer, and his face showed it.

Lisa smiled wryly at his reaction and waited.

He recovered quickly. “Yeah, right. You're here with Will.”

“So? There's no commitment. Besides, I saw you looking at me on the way over.”

“I don't know what your game is, chick, but I ain't playin'.”

“I think you’re the one who started this game, Todd.” They looked at each other. “And I think you'll finish it.”

She brushed the back of her hand against his inner thigh and felt him swell.

“Three beers!” sang Will.

Todd casually shifted his eyes to Will and accepted a red cup. “Thanks, dude.”

Will handed one to Lisa, who took it with her left hand. Her right--which was blocked from Will’s view--was still against Todd's thigh.

“Thanks, I'm so ready to suck one down!” she said while pressing her hand against the tip of Todd's cock.

Todd choked on his first sip and shifted away from Lisa's grasp. “Yo, yo! Look who's here!” he motioned with his head across the room.

Will turned and saw some of their friends from high school.

“Hey, go grab 'em and bring 'em over, Will.”

“Excuse me, I'll be right back. I want to introduce you to these guys,” he said to Lisa.

“For sure,” she said to Todd. After Will left, Lisa grabbed Todd's cock.

He grabbed her wrist and threw it off. “Look, bitch. I 'm not playing this game.”

Lisa glared at him.

Todd smiled at the group of guys. Will introduced everyone, and Lisa was as sweet as she could be. The others were shocked at the resemblance to Will's mother but said nothing.

Todd slithered away at the first chance to grab a random girl and started dancing.

Lisa worked to make Todd jealous while appearing totally devoted to Will. She asked Will to dance to “Heartbreaker” by Pat Benatar, and she led him next to Todd, whom she ignored while groping Will.

She made out with him and whispered for him to grab her ass. He wasn't into public displays, though.

So, Lisa stepped up her plan. She refilled their drinks often and managed to put a shot or two of whiskey into each of Will's drinks.

Will was fairly straight-laced. While he'd been drunk before, he'd never over-indulged, and he knew his beer limit. He wasn’t used to whiskey, however, and it quickly caught up with him.

As the night wore on, Will's PDA barriers shattered. He lewdly groped Lisa on the dance floor, and Lisa made sure they were positioned so that Todd was able to catch all of it.

Todd did his best to make out with as many girls as he could. And he tried in desperation not to watch Lisa and Will. Much like the scene of an accident, though, he couldn't stop looking.

After a few hours and a lot of alcohol, Todd hooked the perfect girl to take back to his dorm room.

Lisa monitored his every move and was pissed about his plan.

Will sloshily asked her if they could go back to her room since Todd was going to be using theirs.

“Can't, hon. My roommate is a total prude. We gotta go back to yours.”

“But--”

“It'll be okay, hon. You've got two beds, right?” she winked up at him.

She was calling him hon, which made him warm and tingly. Or was it the booze? No, it was her. Definitely her. He knew he'd do whatever she asked of him for she was the girl he was going to marry.

He drunkenly smiled at her. “Yeah, babe. We got two beds. You gonna sleep in one of 'em with me?”

She stroked his cock lightly, which rapidly hardened. “Unless you don't want me to,” she said poutily.

“NO! I want you to!” he emphatically shouted.

“Good, hon. Then go have a talksy with Todd and tell him.”

“Sure, babe.”

Lisa watched him weave across the room and interrupt Todd's makeout session with his female of the night. She watched the argument ensue.

Lisa narrowed her eyes as she watched the female press her body against Todd's and lick his neck. The girl was wasted and, like Will, was a sloppy drunk. The girl became irritated as Todd argued with Will and ignored her attentions, so she walked, unsteadily, toward the bathroom.

Lisa grinned wickedly and made a beeline for the bathroom.

Todd knew Lisa was the cause of the evening's wrench. He searched her out, thinking she was watching but all he saw was her back as she walked out of the room.

“C'mon, dude. Y'know I love you, man. Plus, yer the one who said I gotta do the wild thing.”

“Yeah, okay.”

“You'll be doin' the wild thing, too, dude. It'll be okay. We'll be in two separate beds, man.”

“Yeah, okay, I said,” Todd said irritably.

He'd carefully avoided Lisa. The last thing he wanted was to be in the same room when she was fucking.

“Thaaans, maaan,” Will slurred as he moved to hug Todd.

“Yeah, okay. Like, how much have you had to drink, dude?” he pushed Will off.

“Not much, jis a coupla beers.”

“More like a coupla hundred.”

“Nah, I'm not drunk,” he slurred, missing Todd's irritation.

* * * *

Lisa pretended to be washing her hands as she waited for the female to emerge from a stall. When she did, Lisa said loudly, “Yeah, my friend just told me that he gave her an STD!”

A couple of heads turned toward Lisa, making it appear like she was engaged in a conversation.

The female moved closer.

The person next to Lisa declared proudly, “That's why I always insist on condoms.”

The female nodded emphatically.

“Uh-huh, I do, too,” Lisa said agreeably. “But the condom broke halfway through!”

The person next to her gasped. “Grody! I'd just die if I got an STD!”

“Totally,” Lisa continued, as the female listened intently.

“Like, who is this creep?”

“Um, I can't remember his name, but he's tall. He's wearing a State muscle shirt and flip-flops.”

The person next to her sighed in relief. “Phew, like, that's not the one I'm doin' the wild thing with tonight!” she grinned and left.

The female moved next to Lisa. “Is… Is his name Todd?”

“Oh yeah! Todd! That's it!”

The female's face sank. “Shit.”

“Oh no, you're not with him, are you?”

“I was gonna be. I guess it's a good thing I overheard you talking.”

“Yeah, totally. But look, I'm with his roommate. Can you please not tell him you know?”

“Oh, for sure. I mean, I don't wanna have to talk about STDs with him at all.”

“Yeah. Well, it's better if we pretend like we didn't have this conversation,” Lisa directed.

“For sure.”

“Like, also if we don't know each other.”

“Ohh. Totally.”

“We'll probably walk home together.”

“Yeah, I'll just tell him I'm too tired, and go to my room.”

“Good idea,” Lisa smiled and watched her leave.

Lisa waited in the bathroom for a couple of minutes, then went to get Will another loaded drink.

She found Will in the place she had vacated, and couldn't believe he was still standing. “There you are,” he brightened.

“Had to use the ladies' room. Brought you back something, hon,” she grinned. She saw the effects the word had on him and used it purposefully.

He melted, thanked her and automatically took a long swig. “This beer is gnarly!”

“Yeah? How you feelin', hon?”

“Bodacious!” he grinned at her.

She smiled warily up at him but he only saw the smile.

“C'mon!” he yanked her toward the dance floor. “I wanna make out with you s'more.” He set the red cup in a crowded sea of red.

Lisa retrieved it. “Hey! Do you know how much I had to go through to get you that? It was last call! Drink up, hon!” She smiled sweetly at him.

He melted again and chugged the remainder. After tossing the cup into the trash, he pulled her onto the dance floor.

Will pawed at her and kissed her sloppily. She pretended like she enjoyed it, because she caught Todd watching them.

Ever since the female got back from the bathroom, she hadn't been as flirty. Todd thought her buzz was wearing off, so he'd gotten her more to drink. She pressed her body against him and nuzzled his neck, but she remained distant.

As he watched Lisa and Will dance and grope, Todd became eager to get back to the dorm room and start fucking. He made eye contact with Will and gave him the sign.

Then he turned to the female slung against his body. “You ready to call it a night, darlin'?”

“Mmm, hmm,” she murmured.

Will saw the sign and told Lisa it was time to go. “Says who?” she asked.

“Todd just gave me the sign,” he admitted.

“The sign? What's the sign?”

“Oh, um, he, like, flicks his head back and rolls his eyes to the side.”

Wanting to maintain control, Lisa pouted, “But I'm having fun dancing.” She pressed her boobs against his arm for emphasis.

“Okay, one more dance?”

She grinned up at him and watched Todd as Will held up his index finger. Todd rolled his eyes but nodded. Lisa was pleased to note that the heavy petting with Todd's female had decreased.

After the dance, Will led Lisa on a zig-zagged path to Todd and the female.

“Ready to party hardy back at the room?” Todd winked at Will, who nodded enthusiastically.

Both guys missed the knowing glance between his female and Lisa.

“C'mon, darlin',” Todd said, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to the door.

The two couples walked loudly back to the dorm. Lisa and Todd were canes for Will and the female.

When they reached the room, Todd unlocked the door, and Will and Lisa went inside. Todd tried to pull the female into the room but she held back.

“Like, um, I'm gonna call it a night, Todd.”

“What?!” She'd given him all the green lights. He never got stood up at this stage. “C'mon, darlin',” he tried coaxing as he placed a wet kiss on her forehead. “It's time for the real party to start.”

“I'm partied out. Some other time, okay?” She pulled away from him.

“What the fuck's up?! You're all over me all fuckin' night. It's time for action now.”

Her eyes widened at his tone and language. She walked away backwards. “I'm sorry, I'm too tired. I gotta go.”

Todd expelled air and watched her walk away. He was about to grab her and force her into the room, not wanting to face Lisa and Will alone, but one of her friends exited the stairwell and drunkenly hugged her.

“Like wow, here you are! I've been looking all over for you!” The female grabbed her happily, and the pair walked off.

After the loud outburst, the resident assistant opened his door and glared at Todd; the only one left in the hallway. “It's quiet hours, man. Get in your room,” he hissed.

Todd wavered, thinking he’d just sleep in the study room down the hall, but the resident assistant waited and tapped his hand against the wall.

Todd sighed heavily, and dejectedly went into his room. He braced himself for the make-out session he was about to witness.

He was surprised to see Lisa sitting in his desk chair with a drink in hand, waiting for him. “What the...?”

“He's out,” she gestured across the room to the heap on the bed. Todd looked at Will then back at her.

They were in an old dorm. It wasn't a typical rectangular box; it had character. The room was L-shaped, and the beds were split with comfortable space between them.

“Where's your friend?” Lisa asked innocently.

“She's not feeling well,” he kind of told the truth.

“Sorry. Will has a hard time handling his booze, huh?” she motioned to the bed again.

“Not usually,” Todd gruffly answered. “Why aren't you in bed with him?”

“Not really sleepy.”

“What are you doing in my chair?”

“Oh, is this your chair? I didn't realize.” She swiveled playfully.

“As if. It's got my pictures on it.”

Lisa turned and pretended to notice the pictures for the first time. “Huh.”

Todd opened the door and waited.

When Lisa didn't speak or move, he coaxed, “I guess you'll be going now,” and made a gesture toward the hall.

Lisa slowly stood up with her cup, walked toward the door and stopped in front of Todd. She took the door from him and softly shut it before handing the cup to Todd, who automatically took it.

“I thought we could talk and get to know each other since we'll be spending a lot of time together.”

Todd couldn't think of anything he'd rather be doing less, and he took a swig to emphasize the thoughts in his head. Lisa took it as acquiescence.

“Besides, it's after hours now, and I won't be allowed back in my dorm.”

She retrieved the other drink from the desk, walked to the empty bed and plopped down. Taking a sip, she patted the mattress next to her. “It's comfier here.”

She leaned back against the pillows and parted her legs.

“I'm good here.”

“Okay,” she knew not to push yet. “So you guys went to the same high school?”

“Yeah.”

“You played football together?”

“And basketball.”

“Ooh, my favorite sports. I wish I could've cheered for you guys.”

Todd scoffed and took another drink, then looked at the cup. “Is this my stash you got into?” he asked angrily.

“Will said I could before he passed out.” Todd grunted. “Tell me about Will in high school.”

The liquor was swimming on top of the beer, and he began to feel his buzz again. He realized they were stuck together, so drinking and talking was his new fate.

He pulled the desk chair to the door, sat down, drank again, and started talking. Lisa skillfully kept his cup filled as he talked for the better part of an hour.

She pretended to drink while secretly maintaining a clear head.

Todd reached for the bottle and found it empty. “Shit.”

“What?”

“I'm out.”

“I've still got a full glass.” He looked at her. “But you'll have to come here to get it. I'm so sleepy and light-headed,” she lied.

Todd wobbled to his bed and clumsily tripped onto it. “Sorry,” he muttered, as his hand grazed her breast while trying to right himself.

“I'm not,” she said quietly while looking downcast.

Todd wasn't sure if she actually said it or if he was hearing things.

She handed him her nearly-full cup but kept her hand on it longer than necessary and stared into his eyes.

He wasn't quite ready yet.

“It's okay, I've had way more than my share,” she fake-slurred.

Something in the back of Todd's mind told him not to drink. To just go to bed. To kick her off the bed. To turn off the lights and go to sleep.

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