"I do," she noted, rising with me. "I'm simply inquiring if you want to have sex with me. We're in college now, and we can surely make our own decisions. Even if we did it once, how could Sharon ever prove it?" she pondered, closing the gap between us. "Dare I ask: were you just fantasizing about me, Kendra? Now I've caught you twice, and an hour ago, we hadn't met yet. You weren't naked when I went into the shower, and now I see that you got your blanket and sheets wet. I already know you are ...