.. well sort of honest (I didn't want to get too carried away). I would let her know I was obsessed with her body (true enough) and try to persuade he... that the only way to cure this obsession was to let me have my way with her (marginally less true!). I suppose you could call it a sort of 'fuck therapy' ... or preferably a 'bang the hell out of mother at every opportunity' therapy! OK, so it doesn't sound too plausible put like that, but it was worth a try. I mean ANYTHING was worth a try to. "When Tami asks," there was no if about it, "tell her that a lady never tells."Bobbi nodded. I took her hand and led her back down the path to her motel. I was glad that the team was in the motel across the road so I didn't have to try explaining the pretty freshman. We let ourselves into Tami's and her room, and Bobbi flopped onto the closest bed on her back and looked up at me expectantly.How do I get myself into situations that almost any guy would kill for, but that I dreaded?"First rule,". “What’s it going to take?” she asked, hands on her hips.“An act of Congress,” I teased.“Give me a break,” she laughed. “I noticed you had bodyguards tonight at the piano!”“I’m sure they saw what Jennifer and Laurie did to me!”“Under normal circumstances, the fact you didn’t let them drag you to the guest room would tell me you were gay and I was wasting my time. But I know you aren’t! So, all joking aside, why the girls you do fool around with and not me or my friends?”“All joking aside, I. ..?" Not that I was disinclined to meet her cockslut, but it was shocking and arousing to hear coming from this female in an authority position over me."My cockslut, Dan. I enjoy watching him satisfy men's aching cocks. You can be a cockslut for me too, but don't squander a golden opportunity like the last hiree. He was in your shoes and refused to participate, which landed him in the unemployment line. Here, set that pizza down and take off your coat."Too bad for him, I thought. My new.