Please say yes!" she said.Dinner out with a beautiful young woman and she's paying, how could I say no? "Okay, let me get my jacket. We can take my ca...," I said."That's fine but can we stop by my place before we go, I want to put on something a little nicer than these blue jeans and this t-shirt. Besides the test room was an oven and I think I sweated through everything!" she said."Sure no problem, let's go," I said.We got in my car and drove over to her place. She took me inside her small. Finally, we would have to vow to fight against the evil demoralization of the world. Once a month, the White Doves would go and picket abortion clinics, protest against LGBTQ events, protest in front of the local strip club, or picket in front of a bar.“I won’t do it, daddy,” I told my dad.“What do you mean, you won’t do it?” he responded.“I won’t become one of your White Dove’s,” I said.“Oh, so you would rather be a harlot, would you?”“I’m not a harlot, daddy... I’m a lesbian!”You would have. These men, it seems were unable to achieve erection without extreme visual stimulation, such as watching their wives get fucked by others. It worked better if the wife in question took on several at once.Yeah, it was a dumb story, but it worked. College boys right? Horny? Willing to accept any story that gets them a piece of ass? Anyway, they bought it, and I told them to stay seated, and wait, while I brought in the first couple.Returning to the bedroom, I approached the first of my. The best that I could do was to refuse her high-cholesterol breakfasts, eat salads for lunch and reduce my portion at dinner.I did begin jogging and joined a health club. I again tried to get Gail to join me, but she still refused, and not very politely either.It was hard work! I had never played any organized sports, just the occasional pick-up basketball or softball game, and the only running I did was when I had to run to catch a bus. The gym was something else again; it was like walking.