She makes it sound like I have legions of girl friends or something. “Yup. I sort of made plans with her for tonight last Sunday. So I wanted to see...if she’d be open to something a bit ... Well, something unusual.”His girlfriend frowned at him as they reached his car. She stopped with him next to his door and pulled her hand away. “I’m not sure I like where this is going.”Oops, that was a bit clumsy. “Er, what I meant to say was that I wanted to see if she’d be interested in being with you. They slowly sat down facing him. They were both in their late twenties. The man was tall, fair-haired, wearing a suit and tie. The woman was chestnut-blonde, with shoulder length hair set Farrah-Fawcett-style, very pretty, wearing a black dress and a cardigan covering her shoulders.The tick of his antique grandfather clock echoed in the silence. He caught a whiff of the woman’s musky perfume as it wafted across his desk.?So.? He said, finally flipping open the file on his desk. ?You’ve been. "Now run along, leave us alone and go dribble your silly ball,dipshit. I could have already fixed her up with much better looking promdates than you, and she's not interested." Just a second, Vanessa?" said Tara, looking at her nails. "You willingto compete for me, Bobby? You know, show me what a skilled player youare for a chance to take me to prom?" Sure? Compete against who?" said Bob intrigued. "I mean I thought noone else asked you?" They didn't, and you'd compete against me," said Tara,. The power of sex flowed through him like blood. He smiled widely this was what he was missing. He looked down at Mimi’s body drenched in sweat. He leaned down and licked it wildly savouring the salty taste. Lust took over him and flipped over Mimi. He fucked her like a dog in heat. Both of them panted together it was like nothing he had ever imagined. A strange and new sensation spread through both of them. It was as though the gates of heaven opened up in their genitals. The golden feeling.