Jennifer again at Hannah's request

Jennifer squirmed somewhere between irritation and enjoying the hell out of this. All of this rekindled memories of college, those occasional parties where she'd wash ashore with her friends after midterms or finals, because god damn if she wasn't going to blast her stress out somewhere. That cathartic release had been so soothing... and that sudden fantasy with Kurt made her realize just how long it had been.

Eyes flashed to Kurt. His shit-eating grin yawned for miles. She stewed.

Fuck me.

Worst of all, somewhere on his expression, he telepathically replied. Heat of her stewing reddened her cheeks.

Damnit, she chastened. Look, I need to be the adult. God knows no one else will be. She glowered at Hannah tittering with the brunette that Chloe challenged (Taylor? Zack's sister I think). The synchronicity they shared in dragging the asshat from Chloe's chest demonstrated some abstruse bond that only Felix Unger and Oscar Madison possessed. Jennifer hoped Taylor would be the more mature soul in situations like this, but people are friends for a reason.

Hannah beamed at Taylor and bobbed her head. Taylor snickered and nodded with joyous resignation. Jennifer rolled her eyes. Here it comes...

"Ranger White!"

Goddamnit.

"Truth," she harrumphed. "Let's keep with that kinda cool streak." She caught Heather with a crabby grin, the one someone has right before their turn at opening a Christmas present. "Don't look disappointed Ravers, you've already had some fun. Apparently."

"Unfinished business." She eyed Peter like a bear eyes a river full of salmon. "And I call shotgun."

"You can take the driver's seat." Peter shrugged with his best nonchalant smile.

"I can drive stick. I had a good teacher."

"Okay, okay," Taylor regained control, but Peter's baritone guffaws had to subside naturally. "Truth, so... craziest sexual experience. Go, Jennifer."

"Hey, didn't we already have that one?" Hannah didn't really protest.

"You and Peter on my damn bed was the craziest place you did it." Taylor smacked Hannah to her laughing belly. "This is overall."

Jennifer rubbed the oncoming headache away. "Look, I went when this game started, why me again?"

"Because it's fun and you're not having it," Hannah shot back. "You're not that much older than us, c'mon. Tell us how you get down when that uniform comes off."

Jennifer arched an eyebrow. Kids, all of them. Fine, fine, I'll give them a story. See if they can handle it.

"When the uniform comes off?" She tugged at her standard-issue russet tie and its half-Windsor unraveled spectacularly. She saw Kurt twitch, and somewhere within, radiated heat billowed. "Well... last summer, an old friend rented one of the cabins up the away near the falls."

"She means boyfriend," Hannah amended.

"Oh, were you there?"

"I'm hoping that I was." A quick resound of laughter followed Hannah's words.

"Okay, boyfriend, happy?" The top buttons of her shirt sprung free. "So, anyway, he says he's coming with this gift, and, well... it's chocolate truffles."

"Oh god," Heather orgasmed, falling to her back. "Dad always brings those back from France!"

"And you could say I got them from the source."

Heather shot right back up. "French?"

"Emmanuel."

"Sexy," Hannah growled.

"Tall, sharp eyes, and devoted. If you were on his radar, he never let go."

Chloe listened with rapt attention, going nearly slack and wide-eyed. Jennifer could swear she saw the movie the redhead's imagination projected into her brain.

"So, he was here," Jennifer continued. "His excuse being business, but whatever, he confessed he wanted to see me. So I came by the cabin off-hours, and I see him... and his wife."

Everyone balked with disappointed groans. Except Hannah. Her Cheshire smile kept Jennifer the storyteller alive.

"You didn't...? Both?!"

Jennifer raked her nails across the nape of her neck. Her blush poured into her shirt. "It wasn't... that night, but it took some time, and... well, yeah."

"Oh my god!" Hannah bounced. "We've got another bi girl in the house!"

"Hey, hey!" Jennifer grabbed her verbally. "I just kissed her. Once... and it was okay, but it was all about him!" She blanched, trying to figure out how that made everything better. "Y-Yeah..."

Chloe clenched her legs. Ashley's eyes flitted back and forth between Kurt and Lisa. Zack and Gavin, already suffering, had a worse time hiding themselves. Victoria looked scandalized, but Brandon flashed his straight teeth. Kendra seemed confused until it clicked into place with shock, and all Dustin could do is cover his flushed cheeks. Shawn salivated, though more than he intended, blinking slowly to compose himself.

"So, question." Kurt lanced through the tormented air. "Was he older or younger than you?"

"Younger by like two months?"

"You prefer younger men then?" Kurt smirked.

Jennifer laughed and shook her head, but Kurt still held her firm in his gaze. Her cheeks burned hotly again, but instead of stewing, she stared defiantly back.

"Now that's the spirit!" Hannah spun. "Your turn again!"