Party at Frost Acres

[Marinna Neilson]

Marinna looked over at Jackson as he collapsed. "And now he's making himself look like a fool.." she continued as she was telling the boys about the story, "I still can't believe he called me a whore. I mean, him, of all people." She rolled her eyes and opened another bottle of beer up. Taking three gulps, she began to talk again. The more she drank, the worse her speech was getting. "Well, i'm going to go lay down inside. Goodnight boys." She gave each of them a kiss on the cheek and headed inside to the guest room bed and layed down.

[Jackson Frost]

Jackson laid there.. on his face as time began to go faster and faster.. He soon passed out from drinking way too much.. He was out cold. .sprawled out on the front porch of his house.. as the chilly nighttime air began to get to him.. He didnt budge.. He had a longneck bottle in his hand.. half drank..

[Marinna Neilson]

She took off her layers of clothing to reveal a pair of hot pink panties and a white camisole. She crawled underneath the covers and layed her head to the pillow. Within minutes, she was out of it, not even thinking about Jackson and his rude comments. Not even the thought of him out there on the porch in the cold, crossing her mind.

[elle]

Claire looked at the cowboy and the whore fighting and it almost made her laugh. She giggled a bit as she looked at Dzhastyn trying to make nice with the cowboy.. She then looked around.. "Ooh.. Canadian Beer.." She giggled a bit as she stood up, taking Dzhastyn by the wrist.. "Let's go inside and watch tv.. It's fricken cold out here, especially wearing a skirt.." She creeped past the cowboy passed out on the porch as she made her way inside, tugging Dzhastyn not too far behind her, as they made their way to the family room.. She looked at the Plasma big screen tv.. "What do you wanna watch? she asked eagerly.. The night was still young..