It was like 1:00 a.m. when I got a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed and onto the floor. "Shit," I moaned looking out of the peep-hole, it was Justin. I opened the door, "Hey," I said rubbing my eyes, I was no doubt, a zombie. "I'm sorry Lily, but I really couldn't sleep knowing you didn't pick up my calls." He invited himself in. "I know, I'm sorry, just stress," I said leading him into the kitchen. Justin trailed behind me, "Why are you walking so slow?" I asked looking back at Justin. "Oh, you um, never mind," He said catching up. Yeah, I know, I was wearing some sponge-bob boy shorts. "Wow Justin," I said playfully pushing him. He just laughed. "So, how are the kids?" I asked pouring a glass of Grey Goose for Justin and I. "They left this morning." He replied. "Aww, I wish I could of said goodbye," I said setting the glass in front of him. "Yeah, I called you." "I know," I said taking a sip. "Is your mom here?" He asked. I shook my head, "They said she got worse." I looked down at the wooden placemat. "I'm sorry to hear that." I took another sip. "Yeah, its okay." "Maejor said he came by." Justin said grinning. I smiled a little, "Yeah, he did, what did he tell you?" "He told me how you threatened him with a butcher knife, and turned into a total badass." "Well I guess that was kind of badass of me," I said. I took a seat over by Justin on the couch. "I'm sorry, I don't have any cable, so a movie?" I asked sitting up, Justin touched my hand, which caused me to sit back down. "I was hoping we could play a game." He said. Oh hell, Justin and his games. "Okay, what's it called?" "Its called take it off." "I hope it's not as perverted as it sounds," "He smiled, "Maybe, maybe not." "So how do you play?" "You ask someone a question, and if they get it wrong, they have to take on piece of clothing off, but if they get it right, you take it off." "Wow, that sounds lame." I said. "Lily, just play." "Whatever." "Me first." "Okay." I said turning to Justin. "What's my favorite color?" Everyone in America knew this question. "Purple." Justin removed his shirt reveling a huge cross tattoo. "What's my favorite color?" Red. "Um, pink?" "Nope, red," Justin took off his jeans. Damn. "Okay, my favorite song?" Of course he is going to give me a hard one. "One Time?" He shook his head. "No." I am afraid even if I say the right answer, Justin will find a way to make it wrong. "Justin, please, lets watch a movie now." I said getting up. "Okay, you pick." I went over to the little cabinet under the t.v, and started to look through the movies. Monsters Inc., to kiddish, The Notebook, to romantic, "Your giving me one hell of a view," Justin said. "What do you mean?" I turned around. "I mean, you have a really nice ass." I had no idea what to say. "Um thanks," I bent back over to pick out a movie. Scary Movie 5, yes. I slipped it in the dvd player and walked back over to the couch. Justin pulled me in and I landed in his lap. "Justin," I said wrapping arms around his neck. "Lily," He said running his fingers against my bare legs. "What," "Why do you have to tease me?" Tease him? "What do you mean," I said running my fingers through his hair. "I mean, look so sexy, all the time," I blushed. "Thanks Justin." He laid me down on the couch and started kissing my neck. "The movies on," I said looking back at the t.v. "Lets watch it later." He said kissing my lips, and each time getting a little harder. Justin's hands moved under my shirt, feeling up every inch of my chest. I played with the band of his boxers. Our kiss got more passionate, his tonged exploring my mouth. "Take it off," He whispered, and I knew exactly what he meant.