The color ofour nighties was the only difference. I wore red, Miranda wore white,and Sarah wore black.Miranda explained the ground rules to her date."...elcome to the game of sexual roulette. You have the opportunity tohave sex with as many as two of the ladies you see in front of you." There is one small catch. One of us, despite all appearances, is not awoman." You have several options. The first option is to simply go home. Thisoption gives you a 0% chance of sex." The second option is to draw. Now all was set as per her requirements and only needed was that she should starts to enjoy the lifestyle the way she wants it to, live the life of a real queen ruling over a large number of servants and maids serving her day and night being on their toes sweating and toiling away working hard to upkeep and maintain their queen's ultra comfortable and luxurious lifestyle.Soon prerna pulled of the most expensive divorce of the time as she has left no interest in him apart from his enormous. At college I made a new group of friends and we used a pub in the centre of town for socialising.One night in there we bumped into an old teacher of mine from high school.His name was Eric and he had been a teacher of mine in 6th form briefly. We met at the bar and chatted for a while, nothing heavy just general chit chat.Over the next couple of weeks we met again in the pub and he always stopped to say hello and have a bit of a natter.I have to admit I found him rather attractive. He was in. It hindsight, I think she had been popping pills or taking cocaine. Filled with my lustful desire and active imagination, I headed over to Susan’s apartment promptly at 5pm, as soon as the boutique closed. I imagined having sex with her. Hey, I’m a guy. Guys think about sex 24/7, especially when you are young like I was, back then. She lived on Beacon Street, just a couple streets over, less than a 10 minute walk away, which I made in 5 minutes. When I got there, it was obvious that she was.