Laying in bed that night Sam recalled the days events: ate some ham, watched TV, ate some more ham, kissed Freddie, missed out on a meatball war. Today was anything other than a dull day. Kissing Freddie was kind of an impulse. She secretly liked the nub and when he offered she couldn't resist. He wasn't very experienced, she could tell. Although she may have said she had never kissed anyone, it was a lie. Behind the scenes of the life Freddie and Carly see Sam was a drunken she-devil, a partyer. She began drinking at a young age, mostly influenced by her unemployed alcoholic mother. it was the only thing they had in common.
Sam lived a double life. her days were spent with Carly and Freddie at school or at Carly's apartment. Her nights (if not spent at Carly's) were spent in nightclubs. She didn't consider herself a whore, as she was still a virgin but her mouth wasn't. Sam was in fact a master kisser, aching to move on to bigger, badder and better things. she was smart enough to know that the man she needed was not in a nightclub, but the one she knew she could depend on was in his room sleeping in his tighty whiteys.
She couldn't sleep. she was desperate to get some sleep. This was the first time she had actually tried to sleep in her own bed in at least a week. She sat up and emptied her jean pockets. Out fell her Fake I.D. a cork to a wine bottle, a rubber band, lip gloss her cellphone and a condom. Better be safe than sorry if you find yourself in a sticky situation. She thought.
She took off her jeans and her tee shirt and looked at herself in the mirror. She was amazingly skinny for the amount of crap she ate on a daily basis. Her breasts about to burst out of the bra she was wearing. Her ass had grown and plumped nicely over the past months she had noticed too. She layered her clothing most days, as she didn't like the attention she would get from all the horny seniors, but this was her truth self. the side Freddie had never seen.
She took out her phone. She put her hand on her hip, her thumb in her panties and pulled down a little bit exposing just a little more skin. she fixed her hair then took out her phone and took a picture, then continued to send it to the one person who wouldn't expect it- Freddie Benson.