tired。　“Yeah；

sure；”　she　said。　She　reached　for　the　remote　and　clicked　on　the

television　while　Chuck　removed　her　boots。　Dirty　Dancing　was　on

TBS。　Perfect。

Chuck　began　to　massage　her　feet。　It　felt　good。　He　bit　her　big　toe

and　kissed　her　ankle。

“Chuck；”　Serena　giggled；　falling　back　on　the　couch　and　closing　her

eyes。　The　room　tilted　a　bit。　She　never　could　hold　her　liquor。

Chuck　worked　his　hands　up　her　legs。　Within　seconds　his　fingers

were　plying　the　insides　of　her　thighs。

“Chuck；”　Serena　said；　opening　her　eyes　again　and　sitting　up。　“Do

you　mind　if　we　just　sit　here？　We　don’t　have　to　do　anything；　okay？

Let’s　just　hang　out　on　the　couch　and　watch　Dirty　Dancing。　You

know；　like　girls。”

Chuck　crawled　towards　Serena　on　his　hands　and　knees　until　he　was

looming　over　her　and　she　was　pinned　beneath　him。　“But　I’m　not　a

girl；”　he　said。　He　lowered　his　face　to　hers；　and　began　to　kiss　her。　His

mouth　tasted　like　peanuts。

“Shit！”　Blair　shrieked　when　she　heard　the　doorman　buzz　from

downstairs。　She　was　still　wearing　her　clothes；　and　she　had　just

spilled　red　candle…wax　all　over　her　rug。

Blair　switched　off　her　bedroom　light　and　ran　to　answer　the　buzzer　in

the　kitchen。

“Yes；　send　him　up；”　she　told　the　doorman。　She　unbuttoned　her

jeans　and　flew　back　to　her　room；　wriggling　out　of　them。　Then　she

pulled　the　rest　of　her　clothes　off　and