I don't dye my hair anymore; I have enough confidence and I know I'm worth more than a brainless blonde." I saw the way Wilson looked at you this morn...ng."Jennifer laughed. "He was disgusting. Do you know half of the guys in our agency want to get into my pants?" You're kidding." No, believe me." Including Dave?" Of course." Nick?" Not yet."I couldn't hold my laughter. "James?"Jennifer laughed. "Do you?" She turned to look at her hands but glanced at me over the corner of her eyes."I do." I was. Carrie had been my friend since middle school, and I had to break her heart. But that offer, that promise, stuck in my mind, even now.There were a million reasons not to, but I called her.After four rings, Carrie answered, with a confused mumble I couldn't translate into words."Carrie?" Natalie?" she said, her words slowly beginning more distinct. "Can't this wait until morning?"I took a deep breath, knowing I had reached my Rubicon. "I want you, Carrie. Now."When you think these events ahead. My hole started to get sloppy wet and I moaned with pleasure, not wanting him to stop. He pulled his face away and gives each cheek another hard smack.I could hear him spit, then a finger circled my hole. I gasped as he slid one finger in, working it slowly in and out and around. Then a second one slipped in and another moan from me as I push back against his fingers, trying to get them as deep as possible."Oh, that what you want, something deep in that hole?" he asked as he kept working his. He probably would laugh, knowing you had it. Just don’t let your parents find it.” I reached out slowly to take the magazine from her and she looked up at me. Her blouse was undone to the point that her bra cups were nearly completely visible and she made no effort to hide them, even when she noticed me looking down her shirt. Instead, she stood up slowly and turned toward Gramps’ workbench. “You probably need to go get a shower before we eat, Bryan. And take your time.”I did not say a thing, I.