<em>Oh, jeeze oh jeeze oh jeeze...</em>James thought to himself, blushing almost scarlet in the darkness by himself.<em>She knew! She had to know! Why else would she press down - there...</em>he thought, almost paralyzed with a combination of fear and the sensation that had occurred just a few second before.<em>And she just walked out like she didn't care, give a damn in the world...</em><br/><br/>He pulled on a new t-shirt, plain black with a stylised design of a heart on the front, tossing his school shirt and his tie in the laundry basket to the side, and looked down. Change his pants? Well, they were a little wet, so... he grabbed some pants lying in a dishevelled heap on his bed, quickly stripping off his grey school pants and pulling the new pants up. They were a little baggy, a little too long for him, but maybe that would help hide his, uh, excitement from the girls. This dinner was going to be an absolute torture, he knew it.<br/><br/>Sarah was acting weird today, the thought struck him. Well, weirder than normal. They had always been affection, true, but this affectionate? Head-in-lap affectionate? Why hadn't he noticed it before? Maybe he was all wound up about Angela, and he was just making mountains out of molehills. After all, she was his sister - no, she was<em>Sarah</em>. Elegant, sensible, absolutely grounded in common sense, that was her. Yeah, his thoughts about Angie were seriously affecting how he was viewing - well, everybody today. He had even caught himself sneaking glimpses at - well, someone who had just had Angie's wavy hairstyle.<br/><br/>Obviously he was just caught up in some kind of weird lust-vision at the moment, and he had to get clear. He considered taking a cold shower, just to calm down until the moment was right again, but dismissed it after a moment's thought. They'd get suspicious if he went and did something weird like that... not that he hadn't done a lot of weird stuff already today. He was not this clumsy, he was never this clumsy! Get a grip, James!<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath and toweling himself off one more time, James hefted the towel over one shoulder and headed back towards the living room, stopping just outside the door.