Jackie<br/>With Rusty in his room<br/><br/>Jackie smiled as she could see Rusty warming up to her and getting as drunk as she was. “I’s love southern comfort, but I’s hav’a say I love me’s Moonshine Sundays even bett’a.” She sat back and relaxed next to him, her thigh leaning next to his, feeling the connected heat between them. “I’s have to let you’s try it sometime. I’s promise two shots and you’s be on your ass so fast…” she laughed. She laid her hand on his thigh to steady herself then moved in back into her own lap. She could get over how well her and Rusty were getting along. Jackie’s eyes fell at the mention of her tattoo and remembered why she had got it, and gave a half hearted smile. On closer insection, each pin had a different initials etched into them. She looked down at it and lightly traced the inked skin for a moment then pulled her shorts up to cover most of it. “I’s got it in high school, you know one of t’ose impulse kinda t’ings, you know?”<br/><br/>She bit her lower lip as he answered her earlier question and clapped her hands in excitement. “I’s know! Da parties and da clubs here are said to last all night. I’s gotta flyer on me’s car while I’s was moven stuff inside bout a rave party dis weekend, I’s was t’inkin of goin.” She ran a hand through her hair and smiled, “Do, I’s don’t want to go’s alone, was gunna ask if anybody wanted to go wi’s me.” She blushed feeling foolish for acting like a child needing someone to come along with her to a party. “Rusty do you…” Just then Jackie turned her head as she heard someone screaming and moaning somewhere out in the open hall. Feeling even more embarrass for flirting and getting sweet with Rusty with the door wide open she moved away so she wasn’t so close anymore. “I’s guess someone’s gettin to know d’ere roommate betta.” She laughed coving her mouth and feeling herself getting aroused as the moans got louder. She sat up straighter and pressed her legs close together to keep herself from wiggling around. She was starting to think she needed to leave, when she crossed her arms and felt her nipples were hard with arousal as well. “Maybe we’s should call’s it a night, eh?” Her breath hitched as she made a move to swing off the bed. She then saw Charlotte march across the door and open a door witch let out a puff of smoke that she just realized smelt of pot. Now she was drunk, sexual agitate, and now she need a cigarette. She heard yelling and looked at Rusty, “I’s don’t know bout you’s, but I’s t’ink it’s going to be very interestin livin here…”<br/>