.. Greg Steeeeeeeel!!!"The audience erupted it hoots and cheering as a very well presented young man in his twenties ran onto stage. He was dressed in...a suit. In fact anyone would have thought he was a real quiz show host. He turned to face the audience."Hello and welcome to Who Wants To Be A Slutty Whore, I am your host Greg Steel and I'm here to host the new show everyone is talking about where we try to find out just how slutty a girl can be. As well as what she is willing to do. With the. Time seeps by; the ache of my taut limbs more intense with every passing second, salted sweat springing forth from my every pore to drench my skin, the little quivers of sensation that rippled through my pubis rising in a series of minor crescendos, each more assertive than the last and leaving me panting delightfully.Muted sounds break the silence; the shuffle of feet, the scrape of furniture, the soft resonance of whispered conversation. My chest throbs with pride. They have come. I am. Ted told Jay just to make sure he brought Marykay to their company Christmas party. There would be drinking and dancing and Ted knew Jay wasn't a dancer but Marykay was. Ted made sure to sit at the same table as Jay and Marykay at the party and to keep two drinks in front of them at all times. As soon as the music started playing Ted asked Marykay to dance. She asked Jay if it was ok and he said I guess so. Ted said he had learned something very quickly after his divorce, that married women. "But there is," said Jack."You're just a fountain of wisdom tonight, Honey," said his mom."So," said Bob. "What we want to hear now is how all this happened. You'd only been out on a couple of dates ... chaperoned dates, I might add ... before you conspired with each other and at least one girl who had nothing to do with you dating at all. And the next thing we know you're having sex? What happened?" We watched you," said Amanda."Don't try and blame this on us," said Bob, angrily."It's true!".