Once we had a round or two of karaoke under our belts, Joanna and I would retreat to the game room where we would take turns at throwing darts. "The Q...een of Darts" was a title that my mother bad proudly held in her youth, and it was something that had been passed onto me, as I could throw fast and accurate. Didn't always hit the bullseye, but I would always get close, and I always got the darts grouped together. I could have ten darts flying across the room in about seven seconds. Joanna, on. Her Master had counted her, and she was unable to resist bringing that number up to three. She had told him that the temptation was great. Still, she should have ignored it. It got to the point that the third time, the words that slipped out were not even what she meant or wanted to say.She had asked him what would happen? He answer, want to find out was the single most tempting thing he could say. Before she knew it, she had done exactly what she was trying to talk herself out of doign! It. It felt sogood, that I threw away my inhibitions and gave in tomy lust.I started to suck to suck on her tongue. It felt sogood. I rubbed my tongue against hers and eventuallygot up the courage to try to french-kiss her. I pushedmy tongue into her mouth and surprisingly her mouthenveloped my tongue willingly. Our tongues whirledaround each other and we were locked in a deep,passionate kiss. I grabbed for the back of her head andshoved my face even harder against hers.“Oh Ben,” Beth. .... That weekend I take the press girl out to the bar, we ran into some of her friends and she say's that the girls are going to a bachelorette party and she wanted to go with them. I said fine go ahead and go. So I ordered a beer and a shot and sit there thinking how I can get laid. Then I started thinking about Gary and our interruption by his wife. I finished my drinks and drove to Gary's house. His car is in the drive but no lights are on. I almost left and thought I'll just gently knock.