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In a slight daze, Liam climbs quietly back down to the ground. He starts to walk away, his brain replaying over and over a scene he was not supposed to see... He stops in his tracks. Why exactly wasn't he supposed to see it? A sly smile crosses his face and he walks back to the house. Stepping up to the front door, he clears his throat and rings the doorbell.
Elizabeth groans as she hears the doorbell ring downstairs. She decides to ignore it; surely whoever it is will go away. A moment later she hears the front door open, and Liam's voice yells, "Hey Elizabeth! I decided to come over after all!" She leaps to her feet and looks frantically around for her clothes. She notices her t-shirt on the floor and pulls it on, then grabs a pair of boxers from her dresser. She can hear him coming up the stairs as she hastily pulls them on and glances around for something else to wear. She's interrupted by a knock on her door. "Hey, mind if I come in?" "Wait!" she yells as she rushes to hold the door. She decides that she's wearing enough and opens it to find him standing there, smiling at her. Feeling decidedly uneasy, she asks, "I thought you had homework?" "I decided homework wasn't as important as seeing you," he says, stepping into the room as he puts his hands on her torso and leans down to kiss her. She doesn't resist at all, but looks up at him after their lips have parted and says, "What are you doing?" In the corner of his eye he notices her panties lying on the floor behind them. Instead of answering he says, "It's awfully hot in here," and abruptly pulls off his shirt. Her eyes are drawn instantly to his chest, and she mutters, "Oh god, why are you doing this?" He runs a hand through her hair and kisses her again, his other hand moving down her back and into her boxers, across the smooth skin of her behind. He squeezes it gently, and again she doesn't resist. One of her hands moves up to his chest and runs gently across it, and a feeling of euphoria sweeps through him. They hear the front door open again and Elizabeth's mother calls, "I'm home!" Elizabeth says, "Oh fuck!" and Liam closes his eyes tightly, waves of cruel defeat filling him. "You have to get out of here," she says, pushing him toward the window. "You can crawl down here." Looking around, she spots his shirts and tosses it at him. He looks at her pleadingly, and sees a definite mirror of his pain in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she says. "I'll make it up to you. Now go!" He climbs down as she closes the window behind him, grinding his teeth. Elizabeth's mother walks upstairs and, seeing her daughter's door open, invites herself in. "I was just downtown, and you wouldn't believe what happened," she says. At that moment they both hear a distant but very distinct yell of "FUCK!!" Angela glances at the window. "What was that?" "I have no idea," Elizabeth answers, trying her hardest to act normal.
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