For your hands are defiled in blood,

and your fingers with iniquity;

your lips have spoken lies;

your tongue hath muttered perveseness.

None have called for justice,

nor any pleadeth for truth:

they trust in vanity;

and speak lies;

and conceive mischief,

and bring forth iniquity.

Isaiah 59:3-4

They say, hindsight is 20/20. I say, foresight is blinding.

My name is Micah Minx, and I'm on the verge of destruction. But don't feel bad for me, I assure you, it's all self inflicted.

I am my own worst enemy and yours.

"Minxy. Don't get all nervous on me. This is going to work." Marley pulled me from my thoughts.

I locked eyes with her. I was nervous. We've never done anything like this before. I nodded, trying to tame the butterflies in my stomach. I studied her pretty face, trying to channel her fearlessness.

"Let's do this." Her golden brown eyes held mine. She pulled open the door to the Coaches office.

Coach Greene looked up from his desk, hearing the door. "Hello ladies. How can I help you?" He asked, leaning back in his chair.

I locked the door behind me, meeting his curious eyes.

"Minxy? Marley? What is this?" He asked, a smile playing on his lips.

Marley seductively walked over to his chair. "We want to talk to you." She smiled at him.

"Sure." Coach Greene was getting that look in his eyes. That hungry look. He subconsciously licked his lips, giving me and Marley the once over. He stood up from his chair, walking over to the window that over looked the gym. He reached up, pulling the blinds closed.

I felt the rush coming on, and I fell in line with Marley, closing the gap between us with Marley. We were now standing directly in front of him.

Marley seductively reached up, and played with the collar on his shirt. "We heard, through the grapevine, that you were amazing." She whispered, leaning in close to his ear. "Minxy and I decided we'd like a little of that action."

Coach Greene swallowed hard, a sheepish grin on his face. "You heard right. What do you girls have in mind?"

I pushed record on The Flip, and set it on the desk, just behind Coach Greene's back. He misread the move, the way I knew he would, and wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me close.

"Wanna do this here?" I seductively asked, leaning into him more.

"Where ever you want." He replied, reaching out for Marley.

She let him pull her closer. "Is this where you do all the girls?" She smiled at him.

"Yeah."

I gasped as Marley raised her knee right into Coach Greene's junk.

He crumpled into a heap at our feet. "What the hell?" He yelled through his pain. Coach Greene reached out to grab my ankle.

I pulled away. "Tsk. Tsk." I shook my head. "Don't ever touch the shoes." I stepped over him, retrieving The Flip.

"Coach Greene, the girlie's have been complaining, about your wondering eye, and grabby hands. We suggest, you stop, or we're going to the school board with the footage we just captured of you, attempting to have relations with us." Marley threatened.

"You two approached me."

"You know that doesn't matter. One more slip up, and you're done. We've got you by the balls." I told him, unlocking the door.

Marley followed me out of the room, closing the door behind her. "That went well." She smiled.

"We're going to hell." I told her.

"No. He's going to hell. He likes to sleep with little girls." She reminded me.

Coach Greene had dominated the rumor mill, with claims he blackmailed our peers into having sex with him. This didn't set well with me and Marley.

It didn't take us long to come up with a plan. We knew he'd fall prey to us, they all did. We were beautiful, fearless, brazen. Every man's fantasy.

Marley and I lived for these games. And a small part of me wondered if I would ever outgrow them. I loved the adrenaline rush. I craved it.

We're our generations new adrenaline junkies. Faster, harder, better. We got it one way or another. We played with peoples lives, like they didn't matter.

And for this, I was fearful. I didn't know, how far we were willing to go, to get the rush. We keep pushing the limits, setting the bar higher and higher.

One day, we will be held accountable.

"Here comes Jake and Boss." Marley whispered.

I felt the color rush to my cheeks.

"If you want him, why don't you take him?" She asked me, watching my face. "He's been waiting for you."

I looked over at her, rolling my eyes.

"Come on Minxy. He never dates, he never takes his eyes off you. You're beautiful, he's gorgeous." She prompted, lowering her voice as they approached us. "Don't be a pussy."

She was right. I was a pussy.

Boss wrapped his arms around Marley, pulling her close. "Hey babe."

I locked eyes with Jake, and felt the usual current of electricity that seemed to flow between us. "Hey."

"Hey." He smiled at me.

I wanted Jake. And for him, I wanted to play for keeps.