"If I'm going to dump you, it has to be for an upgrade."Shaking her head, Mel looked down at Amanda."Try to fall for a shy, geeky guy. It makes life s... much easier."Amanda couldn't feel.She was trying. She had ... sensations, which she could almost place, but everything kept slipping away. She remembered being like this once, when she had a fever. She had been in bed for days, mind unconnected with either body or reality. Was she sick? Was she dead? Was she..."Stupid fucking... !"The cursing. I have a slight smile on my face as I wait for her to open the door, I just can’t stop thinking of her breasts and how they feel in my hands and taste in my mouth. When she opens the door I all but have to pick my jaw up off the ground as I look at her. She is wearing a sheer red robe with matching bra and thong. “Holy fuck woman you are beautiful.” I tell her as she grabs my hand and leads me in. The view from behind is almost as nice as the front, damn but she has a nice ass I think as I. They hadn't ordered yet as they still had their menus in front of them and I stopped the waiter for a moment. Looking to Amanda for confirmation, I said hello and asked if we could join them. Marcus scooted around the table and I slid in after him, Amanda next to me on the wing. She said hello as well and we struck up a friendly, if slightly awkward conversation.The four of us had been out to eat before as a group of friends, but tonight was very different. Amanda didn't let go of my hand, a. Betty made up her mind."I call," she said, pushing in all her chips.Jeremy had folded at the start of the hand. He conspicuously crossed his legs; Betty wondered if he was getting turned on.Amy looked at her cards and seemed to buzz with frustration. "I'm convinced that most of you have terrible hands," Amy complained. "I've probably got all of you covered but..."Quinne elbowed her affectionately in the ribs and cracked a huge grin. "Do it! Pull the trigger!" Fine! I'm all in too," Amy said.