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Amber set her cellphone somewhere safe, finished her drink, throwing the bottle down in the sand, and linked arms with Lindsay, as they walked down to the water. She knew Lindsay had on one of her sexiest bikinis because they'd talked about it on the phone beforehand, and decided to wear their matching ones.

She giggled as Lindsay pulled her tank top off first, commenting on how perky her tits looked. She would have grabbed them, but she knew Logan was watching. After she dropped her shorts, though, she whispered,

"I think Logan is checking you out, but don't look. He likes when girls play hard to get." Lindsay just giggled. She was sort of stoned by then. Amber stretched, her top rising on her smooth stomach, then reached down and pulled it off, showing Lindsay her tits, practically spilling out of the tiny top,

"It was the only size they had!" she squealed, in her defense, and pulled her shorts down, bending over to pull them off, her ass towards the fire, and unfortunately, her brother.

"Damn, girl." Lindsay smacked her ass as they walked into the lake, "Have you been working out? Because your ass looks fuckin' awesome." They both giggled, walking around in the thigh high water.
 
It was moments like these that Logan questioned everything he'd ever been taught about right and wrong. Seeing his sister in that little bikini... he couldn't help but admire her young body. His jaw dropped a little when he saw Lindsay smack Amber's pert round ass as they headed out into the water.

Logan thought about running out and joining the girls in the lake. But he knew that would only agitate Amber even more. She was already clearly pissed to see him flirting with one of her friends, and he knew going out into the lake and splashing around with the two girls would only piss her off more. And his blue jeans weren't exactly swimming trunks.

Aww, what the hell, he thought. If they can wear itty-bitty bikinis, I ought to be able to get out there in my boxers.

He peeled off his shirt, kicked off his boots, pulled down his jeans, grabbed three beers out of the cooler and headed down towards the lake in his boxer shorts. "Hey Linds? Am! Wanna beer?" he asked, waving them around as he got onto the beach.
 
Amber and Lindsay were splashing around, trying to avoid the drunk and stoned kids sitting around in the water.

"So, is your brother still single? Or is he still fucking that one girl?" Lindsay wasn't even trying to pretend she didn't care anymore.

"Um...he's single. As for the fucking, ew. I don't know. And definitely don't want to know." Lindsay rolled her eyes. Suddenly, she heard Logan calling from the fire,

"Hey Linds? Am! Wanna beer?" He'd stripped down to his boxers, and he was headed towards the water.

What the FUCK? She got out of the water, before he could get into the water and put her hand up against his chest. "WHAT THE FUCK?" she hissed into his ear, not wanting to create a scene. "What is your problem? I'm trying to hang out with Linds without you checking her 'hot bod' out every two seconds." Her eyes burned into his as she pulled away from his ear.
 
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"She does have a pretty hot bod," Logan said. "Though she seems more interested in your hot bod than mine," he said with a smirk, pushing her hand away from his bare chest. "Here's your beer," he said, trying to hand Amber one. "Linds!" he called out again. "You want one?" he asked her, waving the beer around above his head.

"Yeah, of course!" Lindsay said, making her way towards Logan and Amber.
 
Amber smirked, waiting till Lindsay was almost standing next to her, before popping the beer open and pouring it all over Logan. She put her hand over her mouth, pretending to be shocked.

"Oooops!" She smirked. "Damn, my bad."
 
Tommy stood there, staring at his sister, his mouth hanging open in shock, covered in beer. The front of his boxers were soaked and clinging to his long flaccid cock. He looked over at Lindsay. "Did you see her do that?" he said. "Arrgh!" he grunted, bending over and grabbing his little sister at the waist and easily picking her up, tossing her over his shoulder.

"You are such a little fucking brat!" he said as she kicked her legs futilely. He was carrying her out towards the deeper water. He carried her out till he was about waist deep and then proceeded to chuck her into the drink with a big splash.
 
"What the fuck, let me go!" she squealed, trying to kick him so he would let her go, but he held tight, walking slowly out into the deeper water. "Oh, no. You better not."

Of course, he did. He threw her into the water and she sputtered, making her way back up. Her hair was clinging to her shoulders, her bikini stuck wetly to her slick skin, and she didn't notice anything except the smirk on her brother's face. He knew he'd embarassed her.

" 'The fuck?" she squealed, hugging Lindsay. "Why did you do that to me?" she leaned into Lindsay, shivering. She kissed her cheek.

"I'm going up to the fire." she glared at Logan,

"Evil brothers do not take note and follow."

She started wading through the water, making her way towards the sand.
 
Logan smirked at her, and dropped back into the water, floating on his back, letting the cool water of the lake wash the beer off him. He watched his sister and Lindsay make their way towards the fire, and then an alarm went off in his head.

He'd left all his clothes up there. By the fire.

He immediately started swimming for shore, hoping and praying his sister didn't do something she would regret...
 
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Amber and Lindsay were taking their time walking towards the fire, Lindsay making fun of Amber, and Amber shoving Lindsay. The usual.

But when Amber realized that all of Logan's clothes were sitting by the fire, she picked up the pace. When she got there, she slid his cell and wallet out of his pants, and with a smile directed in Logan's direction, chucked all of the clothes into the bonfire.

Lindsay's eyebrows shot up.
"Damn, girl. I never would have expected you to do that."

Amber smirked,
"Good."
 
"You are such a fucking brat!" Logan screamed, watching in horror as Amber tossed all of his clothes into the fire.

Everything stopped when she did. All talking. The guitar. Nobody could believe she'd actually done that. There was a very long, uncomfortable silence. Jimmy looked over at Logan, who was getting out of the lake and heading towards the fire.

"Oh shit," Jimmy said. Logan was picking up pieces of Amber's clothing as he went along. Lindsay's too. Both girls were sitting on a log together near the fire. He came running up to them. "This is gonna be bad," Jimmy grumbled.

"You little fucking bitch!" Logan yelled at Amber, watching his clothes being burnt to ashes in the fire. He had no idea which clothes belonged to Lindsay and which to Amber. He glared at Lindsay anyway. "And you fucking let her do it!" he growled. And proceeded to toss all their clothes in the fire.
 
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"WHAT THE FUCK!" Amber screamed, walking towards her brother. "I really liked those shorts." she said, grabbing his arm. He yanked it away, and she grabbed it again. "I'm serious, that was uncool." She didn't even care that she'd done it first; she couldn't believe he'd done that. He was just set on making her night miserable.

Oh. That's when she realized how to turn the tables on him. "Sorry, Lo." she walked towards where she'd left her phone, and picked it up. She sent a quick text, and within minutes, one of Lindsay's "friends" walked up to her. He nudged her in the side, leaning down to whisper in her ear. Her eyes lit up,

"Sorry, Am. I'll see you tomorrow, ok? Call me." she walked off with the guy, and Amber smirked at Logan, sitting down next to Jimmy again.

"Hey, Jimmy." she didn't even care what Logan was going to do. She'd ruined any chance for him getting any tonight. That was enough for her.
 
Jimmy just looked at Amber as she came over and sat down next to him. Yeah, she was hot, especially in that bikini. But all he could think about at the moment was that she was a raging psychotic bitch. He shook his head and stood up immediately, taking his guitar with him and getting a beer out of the cooler. He looked over at Logan, who was standing close to the fire trying to dry off, in just his boxers.

"Hey man, I think I gotta hoody in your truck if you want it," Jimmy said.

"That'd be great, thanks Jimmy," Logan said. He grabbed his keys from the ground and ran over to the truck, finding Jimmy's hoody and putting it on. He watched Lindsay leave with Matthew, and didn't really care. That bitch had let Amber burn his clothes up. He didn't expect to hook up with her anymore anyway, not after tossing her clothes in the fire along with Amber's.

Logan got another beer out of the cooler and sat down next to Jimmy, who had sat down on the other side of the fire from where he'd left Amber sitting.
 
Amber actually laughed when Jimmy moved to the other side of the fire. He obviously thought she was one crazy bitch for throwing Logan's clothes into the fire.

Jimmy offered Logan his hoodie; he went off to get it. Jimmy eyed Amber cautiously, like she was going to attack him. Logan came back, wearing the hoodie; it was too big for him.

Logan got another beer and sat next to Jimmy, who was still avoiding looking at Amber.
"God, you two are so boring." She grabbed her drink and finished it. "Anyone want to find me something besides a beer?" she smiled at Logan, as one of the seniors went to find her a drink.

"I'm going to tell mom you smoked pot at the party."
 
"What?" Logan said, eyeing her. "You toked on that same joint!" Logan shook his head. Jimmy was growing tired of all their bickering and started playing his guitar again, leading everyone around the fire in a rousing rendition of "Proud Mary". Mark came back with a red plastic cup and gave it to Amber.

"Jungle Juice," he said. The liquid was red and it had some ice in it. She could smell the alcohol but it was covered enough with fruity juices that she couldn't really taste it.

Logan took another swig of his beer, eyeing Mark with trepidation. He didn't really trust that guy. He hopee to hell he hadn't slipped her a mickey in that drink.
 
"That may be true, but who will she believe?" Amber grinned again.

Mark handed her a drink. It was icy and red. She smiled at him as he sat next to her. She rested her hand on his thigh and leaned into him, whispering into his ear. He grinned and nudged her to drink from the cup,
"Come on. I went and found it for you. It's good. Promise." he kissed her ear, not seeming to notice or care that Logan was so close by.
 
Logan just turned his head, trying like hell to ignore the way Mark was hitting on his sister. He took another long drink of his beer, finishing it. He checked the time on his watch. It was around eleven at this point. He tried to pay attention to Jimmy's great playing. He got up and got himself another beer and took a seat next to Erin Rogers.

He noticed she was drinking some of the jungle juice as well. "Did Mark get you that?" he asked as he took a swig from his beer. She had a bit of a dopey look on her face.

"Yeah... it's pretty strong... you want some?" she asked him. Her cup was mostly empty.

"No, thanks," Logan said, eyeing Mark with a bit more anger now, growing as he watched Amber take a long drink from her cup.
 
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Amber giggled at Mark's jokes, and let him kiss up on her neck and ear. She knew what he wanted; he wasn't going to get it, but she figured she might as well let him try. Jimmy was still playing guitar, and as she drank, she felt more and more relaxed.

Amber's drink was really strong, but she shrugged it off. It tasted good, so she smiled and took another long sip. She was feeling pretty good. She felt like dancing, but instead, she let Mark pull her into his lap. She knew he wanted to take her back to his place, or worse, his backseat. She heard he pulled a girl into his lap when he knew he wanted her. She wasn't interested, but she could give him a few kicks. Plus, kissing Mark would get Logan mad, and nobody would remember tomorrow since most people at the party were high or drunk.

She turned around; straddled him. She started kissing and biting his neck. "Whoa, whoa." he pulled her back, and kissed her. "I don't want no hickeys on my neck." he laughed, kissing her again. Amber bit his lower lip, hoping that Logan was watching. "Mmmm, this drink is so good. How much alcohol is in this?"
 
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"Not nearly enough," Mark said, smiling at her and kissing at her neck again, his hands wandering up and down her sides. He dared to let his fingers brush over her bikini top, rubbing across her nipples for just a moment. "Want me to get you another?" he asked her.

Logan kept talking with Erin but had his eyes on Amber across the fire. His eyes grew wide as he saw her climb into Mark's lap and straddle him. What the fuck? he thought. Is she really into that punk? He took another look at Erin's cup; she was nearly finished with her drink. She was still talking, rambling on about something; she was barely comprehensible, slurring her words together, her sentences running-on. She leaned her head on his shoulder.

"How many of those did you have?" Logan asked her.

Erin looked up at him, her eyes half-lidded. "Uhhhmmm... jussshht dis one," she said. "But... I had a few beeersanda hitonda joint.... oooh dere's annudder one coming awound...." she sat up a bit and would have fallen backwards off the log if Logan hadn't caught her.
 
Amber knew Mark was a sleaze, but he confirmed it with every sentance he spoke. When his hands brushed her nipples, she had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. This was about making Logan mad, and getting off his lap would show Logan she was just fucking around. He offered to get her another drink. She was already starting to feel a bit woozy, but she thought maybe a cold drink would help, "Sure...can you get me a drink without so much alcohol?"

She wasn't sure if the alcohol was the problem, but she hoped he would be a good guy and get her something. She kissed his neck again, reminding him why he should be a good guy.
 
Logan saw Mark get up. He took one look at Amber, saw her eyelids flutter a bit, and he knew that Mark had given her something a little extra in that drink. Logan turned back to Erin. "You didn't drive here, did you?" he asked her.

She blushed and nodded. "I did...." she said. "I didn't meanto get thish druuunk!"

"It's okay, honey, somebody's gonna make sure you get home safe. C'mon," he said, putting his arm around her and helping her stand. He walked her a few feet over to where Jimmy sat playing his guitar. Logan bent over and said to him in his ear: "she's wasted, you wanna drive her home in her car?" Jimmy looked from Erin to Logan and nodded, and then Logan looked around for Mark again.

He was standing over a cooler, a little ways away, in the dark. He had his back to the crowd, and was pouring something into Amber's red plastic cup. Logan headed quickly over to him. Mark didn't hear him coming, because he spilled the cup and the little bottle on the ground when Logan said: "So what's in the jungle juice, punk?"

Mark turned around and glared a Logan. "Uhh, some vodka, cranberry juice, grape juice, rum, gin, lemonade, a whole mess of shit, you know how it goes..."

"Yeah, so what's in that little bottle you got there?" Logan demanded. Mark looked down at the bottle on the ground. It was a clear liquid in there, and he'd been pouring it into Amber's drink.

"What? Nothin!"

"You fucking punk," Logan said, reaching out and grabbing Mark by his shirt collar and pulling back his arm, just as bright red and blue lights started to fill the area around the lake. "Shit! The cops!"

Logan punched him away, right across the face, instantly bloodying his nose, before turning around and running back for the fire to grab his stuff.
 
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Amber was feeling pretty drowsy, she wasn't able to think straight or speak correctly. She wasn't making sense. She saw Logan get Erin a ride with Jimmy; she was really wasted. She then saw Logan walk after Mark.

Suddenly, the cops were coming, and Amber freaked. The bright lights and sirens scared her. She grabbed her phone, and realized she had no clothes to cover up with, and realized Lindsay had left. She had no ride and no clothes. The cops were here. Even in her stupor, she realized she was pretty much fucked.

"LOGAN!" she mumbled. She was trying to scream, but it fell out towards the ground instead. She tried to stand up, but she ended up tripping and falling on her ass. "Agh." she mumbled. What the fuck had been in her drink? She felt like she was going to pass out. "Loghhann." she whimpered. She tried to grab her phone from where it had slid down the sand, but she couldn't quite reach it. "Lo!" she hoped he would remember Lindsay had left, and not just leave without her.
 
Logan got back to the bonfire. He watched as Jimmy was helping Erin along towards her car. They were friends and he knew which one was hers, fortunately. The cops were coming from the other side of the lake. Logan knew they had about a minute to spare. There, on the log, thank God Amber had dumped out his pockets before tossing his pants in the fire, were his keys, cell phone, and wallet.

Oh God, Amber! He looked around. She was reaching around with her ass in the sand on the other side of the fire. "Amber!" he called out, seeing her. He ran around to her, stuffing his items in the pocket of the hoodie. He reached down and grabbed her phone and then took her hand, helping her to her feet. "C'mon, we gotta go!" he said, putting her arm around his shoulder, not really caring if she had anything else laying around. He had seen Lindsay leave with that guy, and he knew she didn't have a ride home. They started making towards his truck.
 
Amber had started to cry a little bit, but wiped the tears away quickly when she heard Logan yelling her name. He grabbed her phone for her and helped her up. He obviously knew that she was having trouble functioning because he put her arm over his shoulder and helped her walk towards the truck,

"Lo, I think I drank too much. I was feeling really good 'til I drank that 'Jungle Juice' shit." her entire sentance got slurred, and only a few words could really be made out of it. It sounded more like, "Lo I tsshingdraaamuchh. I wssfeeingrreegooo Till I dwank tht Juwngle Juice shwt."

She hoped Logan wasn't going to let her have it. She knew he would tomorrow, most certainly, but she was feeling like shit right now and she didn't want him to yell. Actually, any voices were making her feel naseous. Or maybe she was just straight up sick.

"Lo, I think I'm gonna be sick." she groaned, and clutched tighter onto him. She didn't feel like she was going to throw up, but her stomach hurt something awful.
 
"You're gonna be okay," Logan said, getting to the truck. He opened the door and helped her up the step, his hand on her ass as he pushed her inside. He slammed the door shut.

"FREEZE!" came a bullhorn, and a blinding light on him.

He failed to freeze, instead running around to the other side, jumping inside the truck, keying the ignition and peeling out, spraying sand in the faces of the cops as they ran up to the truck. He got on the street and sped off.

A few miles later, and no flashing lights behind him.... he felt safe. Logan looked at the clock; it was almost midnight. Too soon to go home. Mom and Dad might still be up. He looked over at Amber. As much as he'd love for her to get in all kinds of trouble for this... he'd probably catch just as much hell for "letting" her get this drunk.

So he pulled up to a Jack in the Box and went to the drive-thru. "You hungry? Want some coffee?" he asked her, putting his finger under her chin and turning her head to look at him.
 
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Logan was being surprisingly nice to her. She didn't even notice or care that his hand pressed against her ass, helping her get up inside his truck.

"FREEZE!" The police yelled at Logan through the bullhorn, but he got in, ignoring them, and peeled out.

"Owwww." she moaned. Her head throbbed in pain. They drove off, and she wondered why they didn't seem to be headed home.

They pulled into the drive-through and he smiled, asking if she was hungry and wanted coffee. "I'm starving." she murmured, slumping down in her seat. She was drunk as fuck, and had no clue how it had happened. "Dunno why I feel like shit, though." She would have thought Logan would have brought her home, wanting her to get in trouble for being shit-faced. Instead he took her somewhere to get coffee?

"Lo, why are you being nice to me?" she asked, as he tilted her chin up.
 
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