I am, but I’m just waiting for Preeti.” I couldn’t help but look at his chest since his button up shirt was opened.He got up and cleared some of...the stuff off his bed. “Here,” he said patting the bed, “sit down.” I went over and sat by his side. He just smiled at me and playfully nudged my arm. I couldn’t help but blush. “Rahul are you ok? I heard you arguing with Sweeti.”“Yeah I’m ok. Arguing with her is nothing new.”“Why do you stay with her?” I asked.“Cuz I’m an idiot you can say. I don’t. I tried texting a few buddies, but had no luckon getting anyone to venture out. I decided to head out, and at least getsome dinner.There were a few new restaurants that had opened downtown, so I headedthat direction to give them a look. I lucked out a found a parking spot,near a few of the new food joints, in a lot next to downtown's semi-famous gay bar. I parked the car and wandered the area for a while,checking out the people making the Thursday night bar crawls, and themenus at a few of the. "Vicky. How did you know it was a girl?"I smiled and kissed her nipple again. "Because it's your dream, Angie, I'm just a figment of your imagination, so I know what you know." But she accepted the answer. The real reason was that she tasted completely different from Allison or Shannon, the only "tastes" I had experienced. The only explanation was her own past experience. I pressed her back lightly until she hit the side of the bed and had to sit down. She slid back and I followed. I lay down. Add to the equation the heels, and I have to say my legs look rather good in the ensemble, and altogether I was feeling and looking ( according to my old boys) horny already!I was asked to apply a little extra make up as well...To finish off the "tarty look" as Bill calls it.So, here I was dressed in very high strap style high heels, a black mini skirt, that barely comes to about 1/2 of the way down my thigh, black seamed nylons, my black blouse that is see through in the right light, and to.