I smiled as soon as I saw the name. She might now have known this but I worshipped her in my head. I would kiss the ground she walked on and swallow t...e air she breathed. She was gorgeous. She was one of those girls that didn’t realize how gorgeous she was. I opened the text and it was a picture of her in an Uber. My jaw dropped. She never hesitated to dress up when we had a girls night planned or double date but it was almost like she WANTED to seduce me.She sent another text 3 minutes later. "Kyle, we were at that game. We've been to all of the games this year, but this game was one of the most exciting I have ever seen, and that final series of downs really were what football is all about. The rain and slippery surface of the field, the pressure on you to make the kick to win the game, and the aggressiveness of your opponents fighting for their reputation, everything just built to a level of tension that I have not seen in high school sports in years.Everyone watched you limp onto. I could watch if I wanted… After having dinner at a nice restaurant, we went into a dance club.Once inside I had a few dances with my loving Anita and then I went to the bar for some drinks.By the time I got back to our table, Ana was off dancing with a black guy…I watched them and noticed him running his hand down her back and ass cheeks through her mini skirt. She seemed to be enjoying it and was pushing her cunt against his crotch. When the dance ended they came back to the table and I was. Sasha a recent Russian émigré who was looking for an American husband jumped at the chance. Sash would have no problem catching a husband this summer. She was a six foot tall, blond Scandinavian beauty with a great body and an outgoing friendly personality. My friend Sandy I swore was gay, had short dark hair and a nice big pair of boobs that would make any man salivate. If things worked out maybe by the end of summer I might even decide to go back to my old lesbian ways with her. Well the.