"Holy sht," he whispered and then took a sip of his soda. Ben : 'yeah, i'd love 2. when?'

Katie : 'Saturday?'

Ben : 'i'm free that night.'

Katie : 'awsome! I'll let u know then. Thanks again 4 helping me on my english paper. i already finished it. thank god both our classes are reading taming of the shrew.'

That made him feel good; she didn't think he was an idiot. She actually respected his opinion. Ben : 'ur welcome. i'm glad i could help. i'm looking 4ward to our next meeting.'

Katie : 'goodbye, xoxo.'

Ben : 'bye Katie.'

That conversation made his day, and he continued to think about her trying to finish his home work. After 30 minutes he was done, and started printing everything out. He saw Ms. Young's name on the hard copy and he realized he hadn't thought about her in almost 45 minutes; that was actually a new record. His cell rang, "Hello?"

"Ben?"

"Now what," he yelled.

"It's worse. That's three drinks in little over an hour."

Ben looked at his clock on his desk, "Jesus, 11:30, she's got class tomorrow." He began to pace around wondering what the hell to do. "You haven't seen a dark haired guy with her? Six feet, slender, good looking," he hated admitting that part.

Jonathan looked around again as Ms. Young sipped her drink while dancing at her seat. "No, no I haven't seen anyone like that." Jonathan saw some guy get close to Ms. Young while she sipped her drink. She laughed at something he said, and then he walked off. "I think you better get down here. If she's alone there's no way she can drive home. Besides, I'm not sure how much longer I can watch her; Debs once to dance I figured you didn't want her to know Ms. Young teaches at the university."

Jonathan was completely right about that as Ben figured the fewer people who knew about Ms. Young at UW the better – for now. "Ok, ok I'll be there. How I'm going to get in?"

The band finished up a song and Jonathan didn't have to yell as much. "Deb has a friend that works here. Just call me when you get here."

"What's the address," he asked as he changed jeans. Jonathan gave the address and he promptly typed them into Yahoo Maps. "Cool," Ben knew right where the place was. "I'll be there in 20 minutes – later dude."

"See ya." He slipped his phone into his pocket and watched Ms. Young motion for another drink. Where the hell is she putting it? Jon looked at the bartender closest to him, "Hey? That woman over there," he pointed.

"Red dress?"

"Yeah her; what is she drinking?"

The bartender looked closer this time, "Cosmopolitan."

"Strong?"

The bartender looked him up and down, "It would probably kick your ss."

"Ha, ha thanks." He quickly walked back to the table where Deb was seated. "Hey?" The band began on their next song with heavy guitar rifts, blaring keyboard, energetic percussion all wrapped in a techno package.

"Are we going to dance Jonathan?"

"Yeah," he yelled back. "I'm thirsty though; you want another Breezer?"

She stared at him, "What's going on?"

"Nothing?" They both looked up at the stage as the female singers lovely yet powerful voice cut through the battery of roaring instruments. "She's so amazingly clear."

"I know I love it."

"Are you hungry? I sure am; how about an appetizer," he yelled.

She realized she was hungry, and a bit thirsty. "Ok, get a menu, and a dmn Breezer." They both smiled at each other, "Once we eat were dancing. Got it?"

"I promise."

Ben arrived in 20 minutes and found a park in the almost full parking lot. He armed the car's alarm and ran to the entrance area as he contacted Jon. Jonathan showed up with Trisha in about five minutes and she got the troop of bouncers to let Ben through the crowed. "Thanks for getting me in."

"No problem," Trisha responded. "I've got to get back to work. Jon can escort you the rest of the way."

Jonathan led Ben down the stairs and through the large hallway all while the music grew louder. They both entered the giant room and Ben was overwhelmed by the flashing blue and white lights. The music was so loud – way louder than the DJ earlier – there was no point in trying to talk. Jonathan grabbed Ben's arm and guided him to his table through the sea of people.

Debra saw Ben, "Hi," she yelled. She gave him a hug, "I'm glad you changed your mind."

"Yeah me too. This place is unbelievable," Ben yelled.

"Want a drink?" Jon asked.

"Yeah. Definitely," both knew what the other meant.

"Ok Debs, fried calamari, right?" She nodded yes. Ben and Jonathan walked up to the bar. "Two Breezer's," Jon said to the bartender.

"Sam Adams," Ben spoke up. Jon was about to order the appetizer, but the bartender left before he could. "Ok where is she?"

"Right across from us."

Ben looked, but it was difficult to spot her with all the lighting effects. Jonathan pointed, and Ben finally saw her sipping on a drink. "What's she up to?"

"I think four." The bartender came back with the drinks. "Hey can I get a calamari appetizer. Thanks."

Ben stared at her and she looked ready to party like Jon had said earlier. He loved the blood red form fitting dress with black lace choker around her neck. She was casually dancing in a seductive manner by her seat. She was in her own world entertaining herself and enjoying the blaring music. He couldn't help, but be turned on as she raised her hands through her hair and slowly caressed her own body in a dance manner.

Jon could see his friend mesmerized by her, "Wait till you see the rest of her."

Ben continued to stare, "Oh yeah?"

"Black stockings, red heels," Jonathan explained. Ben closed his eyes for several seconds when he heard that. "I know. Ok I gotta get back to Debs. Are you cool here?"

"Yeah and thanks Jon," he yelled. Jonathan gave him a thumb's up and left.

The band started up a new song as Ben took a good swig of his beer. Monica finished her drink. "Oh God I love this song," she yelled at the bartender.

"In For the Kill," he explained.

"I love it; I've got to dance to this," she quickly walked out to the sea of people. Ben was surprised by her sudden departure. He couldn't see her anymore so he decided to move closer, and ended up only a few seats from where she was drinking a moment ago.

It seemed like it took forever to find her in the crowd, but he spotted her and got the full view. "Holy sht," he said to himself. Katie was hot – smoking hot - but Ms. Young was totally on fire he thought. He enjoyed watching the bottom of the red dress move as she placed her hands on her hips and then slowly move them all the way above her head. He so wished he could be out there dancing with her, but he didn't want her to know he was here, he wasn't much of a dancer anyway. Ben thought he could watch her dance all night when suddenly his worst nightmare appeared out of the dark behind Monica. A young guy maybe six feet tall with a totally shaved head. He had on black leather pants and a t-shirt, but the shirt was hanging around his neck. The guy's well developed muscles could easily be seen even from this distance.

He slowly slipped his arms around Monica waist which she did not resist nor seem surprised. "I never thought I would find a Goddess on Earth," he said in her ear.

Ms. Young laughed as she slipped her hands up and around his neck. "Oh that's so bad." They both moved together in the erotic rhythm she had started.

"Well that fits because you're defiantly bad – evil in fact," he responded in a deep gravely voice.

"I'll take that as a compliment," she responded while she laughed to herself. She thought about Andrew leaving her, and she was scared to be alone. Then the Conner's flashed through her mind; what would happen? She didn't care right now she just wanted the pain to go away.

"My name is Vincent."

"Monica."

"You're the most beautiful thing here tonight Monica," he continued to caresses her body and kiss her neck.

Ben's heart was being broken as he watched her let this sleaze in his opinion borderline molest her.

When "In For the Kill" ended Monica grabbed Vincent's hand "C'mon, I'm bored," she dragged him out of the room. Ben upped his beer and followed them as best he could. He ran out of the entrance of "The Marquee" and desperately tried to find her. They lost him in the crowed, but he continued to search in the parking lot. "God dmnit Monica," he said to himself as he became worried. She was very drunk and never did well under stress. He knew his parents determining her entire future was huge. Who wouldn't freak out a bit? Ben desperately searched for her and at the same time wanted to stay hidden. "Sht," he heard her laugh to his left. He moved quickly and moved as stealthily as possible to her location. He found her and recognized her Audi A4. Vincent sat against the hood as they both kissed like animals. Ben almost wanted to cry as he watched Monica kiss Vincent. She pushed him down on the hood of her car, and then climbed up on his body straddling him. She pressed her lips against his, and then kissed his well developed chest. How far was Ben supposed to let this go? Where the hell is Andrew he wondered?