Free-word association. Listening to music, and trying to build off the lyrics. Even watch a sexy film and try to turn that into words for a proper ero...ic story. And just outside the corner of my vision, I know she's there, shaking her head sorrowfully, knowing that unless I break through my personal wall, there is no chance that I can pull it off.Finally... I spin in my chair, and look at her... and sigh, and for the first time, ask my muse directly for help... "Why? Why can't I find the words. “What’s good?” I said to them, catching on.“Wait, what are you doing here?” Jenna asked.“We were down playing craps. Chad killed it. He was dropping me off.”“Oh, you know. We still down for the titties?” I said to Becky.“Always.”“Let me go to my room now… I’ll see you tonight, then?”“Tonight.”I left the room as swiftly as possible. I had this thought as soon as I left:Oh my God. I can’t believe I did that shit…That night with three beautiful women, I went to a strip show and saw some beautiful. Her – Wanna hit the floor? It’s Friday night! I’ll make you meet my friends as well!Me – Sure!We went on to the floor and she introduced me to her friends and we started getting the hang of our drinks and we were just dancing like anything. She put her hands around my neck and I put mine on her waist and we were dancing and dancing.Until this very moment, I had no intentions of hooking up or anything since I had a very tiring day. But, Destiny, it seems, always has some different plans.Just. John smiled. John asked his brother who the girl on her own was but all Terry could really say was that he thought she was in his school; that maybe she was sixteen but he didn't know much more than that. John liked what he saw and plotted his next move.Sarah had been looking a little too much and when she was caught, she turned her head away forcing herself to look elsewhere, while muttering to herself what an idiot she had been. Clearly embarassed she pondered what to do next but was taken by.