.. she needed to know that too, because that would strongly affect future decisions. Imminent future decisions."Do you remember me calling you last ni...ht?" Yeah. It was late. I'd already gone to bed." Do you remember the conversation?" I think so. You said you'd explain things today. That's what you just did, right?" Yes."She pounded out another fifty feet before speaking again."Do you remember what you said to me?" I don't remember saying much at all," he said. "It seemed like a short. Karl's house was clearly visible.I checked my watch. 6:40 pm. Excellent. The date was for six. The kid was getting entirely too self confident. I was not going to jump at his command like Julia does for the Karl from school. Besides, I never even met this Karl. I was definitely going to take it slowly. There was no way I was going to end up on a milk carton. Not if I could help it. I started to walk up to the house.The porch light came on. A boy stuck his head out the door and gave a brief look. "I'll still make a profit on the deal."There are times when I don't like Monster Girl very much.The play was awesome. Even better than the first time.Last year I'd watched the Tony awards on TV. Not by choice. It was an assignment for English class. But during the show, they showed clips of the nominated plays and actors. Leslie had them all beat.The scenes between Leslie as Clarice Darrow and Louis Frey as William Jennings Bryan were riveting.For added drama there was one more scene after the. As the two sexy brunettes gripped the tops of their jogging bottoms, Grant wriggled out of his shorts, his manhood fully erect.Grant watched open-mouthed as the girls’ carefully groomed triangles of pubic hair were revealed and then the slightly moist, fleshy lips of their vulva. They stood together for a moment, allowing Grant to survey every inch of their beautiful bodies. In turn, they looked down at Grant’s arousal, so thick and bolt upright. They walked towards him, their breasts quivering.