No, you're a nice guy.

You stand there looking from Mara to Trish to your sister. Then you slowly take Mara’s hand away and say, “it’s lovely of you Mara but you don’t want to fuck me. You don't want to fuck anyone at all. If I’m gong to fuck Mara Benson it’s because she wants to fuck me. Here, I’ll take you home”

Mara takes a swipe at you. “You don’t turn me down. No one does that to me,” but is so unsteady on her feet she staggers and collapses into your arms.

“I think I’ll make you some coffee before I take you home. Just sit there on the couch for a moment.”

You walk into the kitchen followed by your sister. She is furious and hisses at you, “of all the ungrateful pigs in the world, you take the cake. You’ve told me, I don’t know how many times, you wanted Mara Benson and here she is. We get her for you and you don’t want her.”

You look at your sister and say, “coffee for you too? Yes I do want Mara I think she’s a hot girl and I like her but she’s not a slut. Well not till tonight when she’s upset drunk and on ****. I want her as a girl friend not as a one night stand and by the way, our parents will be mad if you don’t clean up and get the dope smell out of your clothes. Better do that now and I'll bring you your coffee.”

You turn to Trish who’s just walked in and say “If I wanted cheap meaningless sex I’d have gone to Dave’s party. He had a pack of strippers there and I could have landed one. But that’s not what I want. That’s never been what I want. You know that, that’s why I like you. I always have and you know that too. Help me fix up Mara and we’ll talk it over.”

So you and Trish bring Mara her coffee then help her walk to your car for she can hardly walk. By now Mara is crying loudly over her breakup. You drive the girls over to Mara’s place where her mother lets you in

“Look Mrs Benson Trish and my sister brought Mara back to our home cuz Mara’s in no state to be on her own. We gave her some coffee and I thought I’d better take her back to your place. Trish and I might call in later on and see how she is.”

Mrs Benson thanks you and you go off. On the way back you call in to an alnight takeaway bar and buy some hot food then sit outside in the warm summer night and talk to Trish. For a while it’s about school, friends, what’s been happening around the town and then you start asking about the concert. Trish tells you that it was very good and you missed a good time then quite suddenly asks you, “you like Mara don’t you?”

"Yes, I do, as I say she’s hot but she’s not like you Trish”

"What do you mean," Trish asks.

"Well I like her a lot and she’s hot and she’s good looking and I d like to go out with her. Make me feel good to be seen with her but Trish, you're different. You’re sweet, lovely, kind. Not many girls would have helped me out with taking Mara home.” You put your arm round Trish who snuggles in and kisses you.
She smiles and says “I’m glad I did and I’m glad you didn’t fuck Mara. Always liked you a lot. You know, the old boy next door story.”

Then when all seems to be going just right it pours with rain and you bolt to your car. Trish is wet and wants to go home to dry and after all its past 4 am and you all need some sleep.