Luke knew the obvious reaction was to laugh, but he found his jeans getting tighter as he stared at the smooth, polished white butt cheeks in front of...him. They almost looked like Mrs. Linella.“Very funny,” Luke called out, looking around. “How am I meant to get in?”No one replied. Luke looked around again and saw nothing. Then he realized what the riddle of his invitation meant. Taking another fruitive look to make sure no one was hiding somewhere watching him, he kneeled down behind the poor. And in a heartbeat I was so hard!I started daydreaming that you were a colleague, and there you are... sit in the chair next to me You have a hot makeup. Light eyeshadow, long eyelashes, soft lipgloss.You're wearing red glasses, and you look even hotter thanks to them.You're wearing a pink blouse and a white short skirt with side slit so high that I can see fishnet stockings.Your feet are wrapped into a pair of really hot open toes with high heels.Your nails are all painted in pink. You're so. I gave her my best scowl of disapproval. "No, it hasn't," I lied as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. This was ridiculous. Was I actually glowing and giving off a shit load of pheromones or something? Could people hear my vagina singing?"There is nothing wrong with being in love, Carol," she laughed.Was she kidding? There is a whole lot of wrong about it. It messes with your head, fucks your metabolism and turns you from a sane sensible member of the human race into an emotional sack of play. "Usually, whenever that happened to me, I was paying more attention to hiding it than anything else." Interesting," said Carly, who sat down beside him. She giggled."What's so funny?" he asked."I was just thinking about all those guys at school, imagining all of them to be stiff, and trying to hide it. I'll never talk to another guy again without wondering if he's trying to hide a boner." Well don't ask them," said Craig. "You do and they're going to think you're gay."Carly looked down at her.