Stay Sheepishly at the pool table you and Rory Are Sharing

You watch them hug and your heart sinks with a jealously you've never felt.

Why can't that be you two hugging right now. The way she kisses him and the warmth you imagine is being shared and exuded between them.

"Jane" She yells. "How are you?"

Both Rory and her sexy fine self walk over to you.

You try to keep equal eyes on both of them but your eyes keep straying towards her. Towards her dreamy body. Her fine curves. Her proud perky tits.

"Did I just think tits?" You think to yourself "Fuck am I in trouble."