No, Nicole's

"No, man. I really want to go to Nicole's party," you insist.

"Okay, fine, but promise me there will be a lot of bitches."

"I promise," you say, hoping Nicole's party is as big as you think it will be.

You and John and head for Nicole's house. "This better be a killer party, dog," John says.

You nod your head in agreement and hope you don't get any trouble from Nicole's boyfriend. As you drive up you can see that the party is already massive. There are about 100 people in front of the house and probably just as many inside. You walk towards the front door and various people greet you (you are very popular). You head inside the house to find a whole lot of drunk teenagers.

John disappears in the crowd, and a girl you know starts to dance with you; her name is Amy. She is 18 and 5'6" with straight dirty blonde hair that is always put up. She has small breasts that have probably not grown to their full potential, but a smile that makes your knees weak. She has a very innocent look. She's also a pretty good dancer. You're having a lot of fun with her and after you finish dancing, you ask her if she'd like to go somewhere else.

"Sure, Jack. Where to?" she says with a smile.