You cannot resist me!
Take me, Butterscotch!: (check out the girl behind her!)
The earth rumbled ... or maybe that was Owen's stomach. He had the munchies something fierce. Jessica felt the ground tip beneath her. "This must be love," she may have thought as she teetered on her skyscraper heels. The fact that she was standing over a subway grate after six mojitos in 45 minutes didn't even factor into the equation.
Is this a meaningless fling (what made Owen a club legend) or has the Butterscotch Stallion been tamed by the Unsung Pillowbiter (at what cost virginity)? I hope Owen's family is looking out for him; I think it's too soon to be out whoring around. Then again, if Owen has hooked up with Jess, his family doesn't have to worry about him being alone ... a little dab of that butterscotch always has them running back for more. Trust. She'll be on that like Scotchgard.
