Bonnie then took a deep breath and told her two friends how he was dressed in his dark, pinstriped suit that was obviously tailored to fit his broad s...oulders and chest. She told them that his name was Greg and that he was a little old fashioned. She also told them that he drove a new Mercedes."There wasn't a single wrinkle in his clothes, and I don't think even one of his hairs was out of place. His hair is dark with just the slightest hint of grey at his temples. It's cut nicely and tapers. "I'm sure that Mike and Ike are keeping her well fucked and happy," Astrid told her. "Neither one of them seemed to be bothered by her carrying on."As Valentine's Day approached, I got very nervous. I had something that I wanted to ask Astrid, and I wasn't sure how she would respond. I guess that my nervousness showed, as Sandra pulled me aside one day before we left school."What's wrong, Steve?" she asked in a whisper, as there were other students all around us."I can't talk about it here," I. I don’t know exactly how old he was at this time but I know he was at least 21. The funny thing about this situation is that I wasn’t exactly attracted to him and I kinda felt guilty that we were sneaking behind my friend’s back. I had a history of my friends’ boyfriends trying to fuck me and I was tired of fending off my friends’ boyfriends so I really didn’t want to go but since he was driving and we were now at his apartment I didn’t have much of a choice. It was at this moment that my. We had a good friendship.She was a party girl too, liked a wine or two on a Friday. We ended up last out of the bar.That was when she told me, quietly and confidently that if I didn;t fuck her tonight, then she would be convinced that I was just a fake Lad, just booze no substance.(Party Boy didn't back down from a challenge - but if I did then she would have a very quick result and my reputation would be shot to pieces)She called a taxi to her home, I followed like a dog on heat. What the.