" So when?" she said, more plainly and less flirty."I can't today," I said. "How about every Tuesday and Thursday?" Tomorrow? Okay."Miranda was happy ...again. I sighed internally. That seemed to satisfy her. Now how did I explain it to Sara and Crystal that I couldn't have sex with them on those days? They already couldn't understand why I couldn't spend time with them this past weekend. At least, Erin couldn't get on my case too because she was grounded."Yessss!" Sara cried out.She gently. It was obvious she was excited too as her nipples were beautifully standing at attention.My heart began to pound as my anticipation grew. I walked in and she locked the door behind me.She restated the bet. She said, "You and I are about to wrestle in the ring. whoever wins will have the right to dominate the loser in any sexual manner the winner chooses - no pain, just sexual domination. Do you agree?"I said, "Isn't that the bet we made at the party? Of course, I agree."She said, "I just want. For the first time, Rick looked through the window. It was the bedroom, very nicely furnished, and well-lit. The mini-blinds were down but open. Suddenly, a woman walked into the room from a hallway, and Rick quickly turned his light out. He was seeing what had been the object of the Peeping Tom’s lustful desire. She was very good looking, about twenty-five, tall, blond, a little on the thin side, and still dressed in work clothes. A short skirted business suit, sheer, dark nylons, and spiky. “I was going to say if it means anything at all to you I had the most fantastic time of my life last night if you can believe that. Can you huh?” and he looked into her eyes and smiled, finally. “I just want you to know that. You were one hell of a great lover, alright?” She raised her head up and stared at him. She couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. Did Travis just say I was a great lover, really? She was stunned by what he’d told her. “Really, uhhh okay cool” she said trying to sound.