“How fast will this thing go?” he asked. He tried to guess the woman’s age from her profile and gave up. She was no teenager, he was sure of tha....“They say 150 but I’ve never gone over 110.” She glanced his way as she passed a car that was doing the 55 mph limit.“V6?” Tommy asked.She nodded. “You ever ride in a Dodge Viper?”“Uh uh,” he said.“That makes this car look tame.”She rounded a sweeping curve at 80 and then slowed down. “They sometimes put a radar car along here. Is one of those lights. “Please excuse what my husband just said. His mind is warped at times.”My wife bent slightly over in front of Michael as she filled his platewith plenty of roast and potatoes. I watched as Michael’s eyes glareddown inside my wife’s shirt. His eyes were only inches from her bigboobs as he quickly put his napkin down over his lap. I could see he wasgetting excited as my wife began to fill my plate next. Her gorgeous asswas only a foot or so away from where Michael was sitting as she bentslightly. " I laughed into the phone. "Anyhow, you are throwing this guy a party? What does your husband think of that?" He thinks it will be fun," Jen said, laughing like a loon."Well, I don't think it is, so I'm going to pass it up." You will be sorry. I saw his picture online today. He is some kind of motivational speaker these days. Very distinguished looking you know." I can imagine. He probably explains how he seduced almost half the females at Aster High. That includes the teachers and office. " Everyone else agreed, and for the first time it really hit me - I was the only guy there. Without even realizing it, I had become one of the girls. And I love it.Girls will be Girls. For some reason, it's always been easier for me to relate to girls. First of all, since I like doing a lot of things that have traditionally been considered 'girl' activities - like collecting stationery, practicing flirting, and doing makeovers - hanging out with girls is just more fun. Plus, I could never do.