"You lost a bet and you can suffer the consequences. Lord knows what I'd be doing right now if I lost the bet."She had a point. I had been rather ruth...ess in having her do some rather awkward things when we were in college playing drinking games. At one time, I had her showing a whole group of people how to perform oral sex on a pickle."Well, I said resignedly, grabbing my keys, "I suppose I better just go and get it done." Wait a minute," she said, "don't you have an appointment somewhere?". Ryan sipped a cup of coffee slowly, allowing the aromatic vapors to fill her senses. All of Ryan's senses were accepting what the evening offered; the heat of the fire, the dancing shadows enhanced by the flames, the excellent coffee, and of course Denise. She was still in the shower, most likely trying to rinse the conditioner out of her hair. Ryan loved her hair. Loved to touch it, smell it, and to brush it for her. She took such good care of her herself. Smelling of peaches, an appropriate. To complement her dangerous character, she possessed this dangerous kind of beauty too. She would not be called ‘beautiful’ but she was definitely attractive. She usually wore a saree, and occasionally a dress. She had a well-kept figure, well –groomed skin, fingers, feet, and toes. Her lips had this peculiar way of twitching involuntarily that would generate heat in any sexy male. Her blouses were low-cut and she wore the saree very low, and her dresses usually have a lengthy slit. All in all. ” Jo says. “Fuck that! I pity the girl who ends up with him.” “I’m sorrySusie, he is such an ass. You can do far better.” “Thank you Richard.” I go over and dive into the pool. Thinking at least I won’t have to worryabout him kicking my ass over Susie anymore. I go to the dives and dive for a bit. I see Jon leave. Phew I’m glad to seehim go. About a half hour later I hear. “Richard.” I turn to see Christycalling my name. I swim over to her. “Jo, Susie and I are leaving. Do youwant to come.