My x-ray shows a broken nose, but the cat comes back negative. My Doctorsets my nose, and since I'm showing no sign of concussion, hereluctantly relea...es me.Jennifer is in the waiting room with a couple of Cops. I hear hertelling them she swerved to avoid a dog, and lost control.I join them, and repeat the story I overheard. Jennifer's BAC test comesback clean, so we're free to leave.We call a cab, and talk about what we're going to tell Susan.Jennifer wants to tell her the truth, and part of. “Well, to be honest, when Tommy came over yesterday, I hadn’t had a date or gotten laid in about six months. I was ready! And yes, we’re going together.” Melanie shrugged. “We haven’t had much time to talk yet, but Mom’s at her office until late afternoon, so we’ll talk – when we’re not screwing, that is.” Melanie’s directness left Sally speechless. Melanie went on, “We’re not in love, Sal, sort of heavy like – and lust. So, we’re somewhere between fuck-buddies and friends with benefits. I. I clicked on whois and onthe chat status screen appeared all the information I entered into the chatprogram when I first setup my nick.Thinking about this, I figured that the poser was pretty stupid. If he'd havechanged his personal info rather than just his nickname he probably wouldhave fooled old Superstud.Then it hit me. I could do that to gain access to the male forbidden bigirlsroom.I disconnected from the chat server and went about setting up a new nick. Itwould have to be a female. They would accompany us on a ‘date’ as they knew she was shy but they wouldn’t appear as a competitive threat. I was impressed at their approach. They would all be at my place at 6:30pm sharp on Friday night and the Nymphs had booked a local Italian restaurant. The Nymphs liked Italian food as I had discovered. Just in case I was late I had put out a hidden spare key and let them know.The Friday arrived. I was on a shitty IT assignment south of the city a long way from home. I left at 5pm.