Do you know my sister, Kailynn? he asked trying to cover his own mumbling ways."That's it!, i knew you looked familiar, I've seen you around with her....I thought you were her boyfriend. No wonder she blushed when we said you were... err..." pausing realizing she almost revealed more information than she wanted."I have her number, so I guess that means I have yours too!" she giggled.Arrian felt like all was right with the world when this beautiful girl giggled."I'll call and let you know when I'm. "Why? ... Is it because you don't think that I will sleep with you?" she asked with a dead-pan face."What ... what?" I stammered.She let me stew for a while longer before she spoke."I ran into one of your previous applicants out on the street. She was very upset and wanted to come back in and sock you one" Carly explained."And you don't want to?" I asked sheepishly.Carly looked at me and paused for what seemed ages before she spoke again."I like older men" she admitted in a voice just over a. I just thought that I would have a couple of drinks then leave. It didn't turn out that way at all. Not long after I arrived I was quickly taken upstairs into a bedroom where they first made me strip as several of them took pics, then they took even more pics as they had me pose in every kinky perverted position known to man before they started fucking me while even more pics were taken. I was fucked by the first of 23 of Michael's black friends, they ran trains on me all night long. I eavesdropped on the conversation my dream girl was having with her friends and to my surprise the topic was blow jobs. My courage was high from the many green beers I had put away so I pulled off a move that I, in my buzzed state, considered epic (I still think it was epic BTW). In one deft motion I slid my chair from my booth over to theirs. ‘I’m John and your conversation sounds better than the one at my table.’ I said boldly, ‘and you are?’ ‘Lisa’ she replied. Her friends answered as well.