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memory of the direction we were going, and had a peculiar thought that we would be going to an apartment, similar  to Stacey's, don't ask me why.  So I was somewhat overcome when he pulled up outside a small suburban house, and then lead me down the path and told me to wait outside the window.  A few minutes later the window opened and I realized I was going to have to jump up.  I took my shoes off and passed them into him, then clambered up onto the window sill, no grace about it.  He pulled me through by my underarms, and he whispered, "Sshhh," as I stumbled in.  There was a smell about the room, not disgusting, but not fresh, like maybe boy smell, gym bag, old sneakers, dirty socks? Or dog?  I remembered he had a dog.
    "My brother's asleep," he whispered and in the darkness I could see a bunkbed.  For some reason I started to giggle, and he kissed me, muffling my sound.  He sat me on the side of the bed,  kicking his shoes off.  My nose started to adjust.  The mattress felt thin, it was a bunkbed where the bottom bed was a double and the top a single.  We heard his brother shifting.  Nathan pulled back the cover, took off his t-shirt.  He pulled off my dress and made me slide in first, closest to the wall.  He took his jeans off and snuggled in around me.  I realized he was already totally naked.  He pulled out a condom, asked me whether I was on birth control.  I told him I was.  His fingers pulled at my panties, and as I wriggled out of them I could see him putting on the condom.  He moved on top of me, the mattress squeaking.  We both seemed to stop breathing for a moment, and then moved position gently, being as quiet as we could.  He kissed me when I started to giggle again.  He kicked at the bedcovers in frustration as if they were hampering him, started to move inside me, the mattress, well it seemed the whole bunkbed was squeaking and shaking.
    "Fuck," he mumbled.  I moved my body in time with his, establishing a rhythm.  The shaking continued.  "It's like a fucking earthquake," he said.
    "It's not going to fall apart is it?" I said jokingly, "your brother's not going to fall on us is he?"
    He poked me in the ribs, "Sshhh.  And don't worry, I'll get hit first," he said and I couldn't help but laugh.  "Fuck, do I have to keep kissing you?" he said, pretending to be angry, but ramming into me deeper, harder, leaving me no oxygen.  When he was done, he collapsed to the side of me and sighed, "Wow."
    "Wow good?"
    He propped himself on his elbow, touched my face, brushed back my hair.
    "Wow fan-fucking-tastic," he said, sorted the condom and spooned himself around me.  "Do you want me to take you home now?" he whispered, his lips on the back on my neck, one hand cupping a breast.  I didn't want to move, I wanted him to be wrapped around me. 
    "No," I whispered back, "I want to stay."  He kissed my shoulder, his legs entwined around mine.
    "Good," he said, with a laugh, "because I don't want you to go."
    "I'll just text home," I said, reaching for my phone which I'd put under the pillow.  I texted Cassian, telling him where I was.  He texted back with five question marks.
    The next morning I was woken when he slid back into bed next to me and the mattress squeaked again.  He had his boxers on, I guessed he'd used the bathroom.  I felt like I needed to go, but didn't like to ask. 
    "Hey," he said, " Okay?"  I nodded.  "I better get you home," he whispered, but he kissed me, and made love to me again, the bed shaking and shuddering again, leaving me giggling, and the sound of his brother tossing above us made me wonder if he had woken up.  It was light enough to see we were under a Ferrari duvet cover.  It amused me, it seemed like a cover a kid would have.  He feigned offense, "I've had it since I was ten," he laughed, "got it for my birthday."
    He sat up and pulled on his pants, tossed shoes out the window, picked up my dress and smoothed it and placed it on the bed.  I quickly