Storming back into the basement Spin headed straight to the open bar. As he walked he brushed past a dancing Jimmy. Jimmy turned away from Alex, who he'd been dancing with, and said, somewhat drunkenly, "Hey man, watch where you're going!" Spinner turned, still fuming, and retorted "Just leave me alone, Brooks. I am pissed and I don't feel like starting shit." Jimmy just laughed at him and turned back to Alex. Spinner made his way over to the bar and searched for the hardest stuff he could find. As he looked Hazel burst into the basement after having re-dressed and looked around for any sign of Spinner. Meanwhile Spin found, nestled between a half-full bottle of Jack Daniels and an dirty tumbler, what he was looking for: Everclear. It was his sure fire key to getting hammered quickly. He tried just drinking it straight but it tasted disgusting, so he searched the mini fridge for something to mix it with. As he did so Hazel spotted him and hurried over. Just as he had resolved to mix it with some lemon-lime Powerade she came over and took the bottle from him. "Spin, this stuff will make you sick. It's way too strong. Just have another beer with me and try to chill out." He looked up into her big brown eyes and looked comforted. "There you go," she cooed, returning the bottle to its spot under the bar, and leading him to a couch in the corner of the room, "Just calm down. You and Paige are done with. Who cares what she wants to do with Sean? You're better than her now." These words seemed to perk him up and he looked at her with a smile. "You know, we should have done this a long time ago," he said, stroking her hair and leaning in to kiss her. At first he was gentle, but then grew needier, pressing his body against hers and pushing his tongue into her mouth. As she seemed repellant of him he pushed harder and, taking her by the shoulders, forced her into a laying position with him on top of her. Fighting back, she grabbed his hands and managed to break away from the kiss. "Spin! Stop it! I really don't want to do this." He looked upset, "You didn't mind in the hot tub," he protested. She shook her self and sat up straight. "I know, Spinner, but that was before we saw Paige. I would just feel guilty doing this, and besides, you'll be too drunk to remember any of it." As she spoke Spinner's face fell and he looked defeated. The upset then turned to anger. Pushing her away he shouted, "Fine! I can see that no one here wants me." With that he stood up and stormed out, and she had no idea where he was going, or what he might do.
In Paige's room Sean felt dizzy, but calmer. Taking her hand, he brought her head down slowly to meet his and kissed her. She joined him sitting on the bed and looked him deep in the eyes. "You are absolutely gorgeous," he said smiling, and ran a hand through her perfect blonde hair. "You aren't so bad yourself," she said and broke away from him. Standing to face him at the end of the bed she slowly but deliberately began removing her sequined halter top. He edged back into a laying position and eyed her hungrily. Beneath her top was a hot pink bra that pushed her breasts up and out and her tan body was firm and toned. She bent over and removed her black skirt, revealing a matching pink thong with black ribbons at the sides. She then crawled back up on the bed and approached Sean. Before he could say a word she had lifted his wife beater over his head and threw it across the room. She began rubbing her hands all over his firm, muscular stomach and when they reached the top of his pants she noticed a firm bulge beneath them. She giggled a little and began unbuttoning them very slowly. Sean's mouth watered and he wished she would just hurry up. He had no idea what she was going to do to him, but he couldn't wait to find out. Just as she had unfastened his pants, she looked up at him coyly and making her way up his torso with tiny kisses, she said "You are in for the time of your life." She reached into her bedside table and pulled out two scarves. With unerring expertise she tied both his wrists to the head board and returned to his pants. She pulled them down, and then reached for his grey boxer briefs. Pulling them down slowly, she pretended to be shocked at the size of his member. She began running her hands up and down his thighs and planting more light kisses around his groin. She refused, however, to touch him there. She wanted to create just enough anticipation so that when she finally did ravish him he would be howling in ecstacy.