She pounded on the door. “Open up Dave, I need to come in now,” she hissed.
A groggy Dave came to the door. “Angela?”
“Yes it’s me.” She forced her way past him into the dorm.
“You aren’t supposed to be here after 10:00,” he said. “This is a guy’s floor.”
“I know the rules,” she said. “This is important. I need your metal detector.”
“But–”
“Just for tonight.”
“No,” he said. “It’s expensive. Where are you going with it?”
She thought of Flower. She really didn’t want her to go to jail. “I can’t tell you.” She slipped off her shirt, pushed her bra down, and took Dave’s hand and pressed them against her breasts. “Please.”
“But–”
“I would sleep with you if I had time and you weren’t grossed out be my bladder control problem.” She took his hands and started rubbing them on her top.
