i tried to pull away , but he clutched my hand tighter . `` some other time , '' he said , pulling my leggings back around my waist . `` did you just admit that you 're ... ? '' i asked as i plopped down into his couch . there was too much to discuss . she must have looked at dad with an interested eye . then the next image was of a rifle , a very nice sniper rifle . what good is having friends if they ca n't help you ? '' 