...was, if not entirely comfortable, then at least a little more relaxed. The whole idea of the situation still seemed entirely absurd to him. Sam had said that she had set up their little arrangement as a way for her to blow off steam, to relieve tension. But if it was just sex Sam wanted, Freddie was pretty sure that there were a million other guys out there, each one, he had to admit, better looking and vastly more experienced than he, that Sam could just as easily have turned to. While she might not have been the best looking or most beautiful girl at Ridgeway, Sam had a certain flair, a certain something that no other girl at school had and that could really get the rest of Ridgeway's male population going, if she worked it right.
Was that the reason, then? Had she turned to him just because she knew she'd be able to overpower him? Had she turned to him just because she knew he wouldn't be strong enough to resist her? Was he really that much of a pushover?
At any other time, the thought might have made him feel a little indignant. He might have felt a little angry that Sam thought she was free to use him as a toy like she was. He might have felt a little embarrassed that, even at 17, he could still be pushed around by a girl. He might have even felt a little disappointed that a friend would do something so manipulative to another friend.
At any other time, Freddie might have felt any or all these things. This time, ho...