Mandy saw the beer come out and frowned a little, not really wanting to drink any - for one she didn't like the taste. As Dylan passed one to her and pulled her down with him, she sighed, taking a sip of it. Unluckily for her, she was a light weight and alcohol affected her quick and easily. She smiled a little as he kissed her lips and his hand found her thigh. She knew where this was going.<br/><br/>"Well... I don't know... But I think I know what you want in return for this present." She told him.<br/><br/>Mandy didn't hear the bedroom door creak, nor did she see Jason peeking out from it. She still never would have guessed. Dylan had brought the topic up for discussion before, but hadn't gone too far with it because Mandy had been disgusted by it, promising never to do it. So far, the only thing that Mandy had done in the bedroom was lie on her back while Dylan did the work.