Jenny was ready at a quarter to three, sitting in the living room and waiting for the two boys to get their stuff together. She still wasn’t too excited about sports, but she was excited about the prospect of seeing Steve play sports. Because in this heat, sports making Steve sweat and getting him to take off his shirt wasn’t altogether unlikely.
Then, suddenly, the doorbell rung.
"I’ll get it!“ she yelled and jumped off the couch.
Opening the door, she expected to see the mailman or one of the friends they were going to meet in a few minutes, but it was a girl that was standing there. Not very tall, but extremely slim and tanned, with chin length brown hair and big chocolate brown eyes. She was very pretty, too.
"Hey,“ the girl said, "You must be Jenny. Steve’s told me about you. I’m Erin.“ She extended one small, tender hand.
Jenny had a hard time pretending to like her.
Then, Steve was suddenly behind her, having come to look who was at the door.
"Hey babe!“ he exclaimed, and she hugged and kissed him, disgustingly long.
"What are you doing here?“ Steve wanted to know when he was able to breathe again. "I thought you wanted to come tonight.“
"I’ll have to work,“ she explained, "so I thought I’d come over for a bit now.“
And her hand went right to his crotch.
Steve’s face broke into a grin, right as Kevin appeared on the stairs.
"Whoa-ha, hey Erin,“ he greeted the girl. "I take it you’re not coming with us then, Steve?“
"No way I am when my girl’s here,“ Steve gave back. Jenny swallowed, but managed to look cheery.
"Well, let’s go then!“ Kevin punched Jenny‘s shoulder in what was supposed to be a cheerful gesture, grabbed his bag, and they went out the door.
"Don’t let it bother you,“ Kevin advised her later, when they were sitting on the bleachers together. Kevin was taking a break from playing basketball, drinking water while the sweat was dripping down from his face. As Jenny had assumed before, all the guys had taken their shirts off and were doing their best to impress the girls that were sitting around, which were quite a few. They were mostly younger though, fourteen or fifteen, and Jenny didn’t really get into talking to them.
She did enjoy watching the guys play, most of them were really nice to look at, but she wished Steve was among them, trying to impress no one but her with his play.
"Bored, are you?“ Kevin gave her a look before wiping his face with his shirt. She smiled.
"Well, it’s nice. I mean, it’s interesting to watch, and...“
"You are bored,“ he realized. She blushed.
"I’m sorry.“
"It’s okay. I’ve had enough anyway. We can go home and just maybe watch a movie or something.“
"Okay.“ That sounded a lot better to her.
She watched Kevin pack his things and say good bye to his friends, then they started to walk back to the house in the heat.
"What if Erin is still there?“ she suddenly remembered. "They won’t like having us walk in on them.“
"They might.“ Kevin grinned down on me. "You know, Erin and I have rather similar tastes, if you catch my drift.“
"I don’t.“ She was confused.
"Watching and being watched,“ Kevin said pointedly. "I like it, and so does she.“
"Are you serious? ERIN likes being watched?“