“What kind of bet?” he asked, his curiosity up. “Who is she?” “Melanie Schofeld.” said Ariana. “She bet us that she could… could, u...m…” “She bet us she could suck a boy off better and faster than the two of us could together.” said Adriana. “I see.” he replied, smiling. “Let me guess, neither one of you has ever done it before?” They shook their heads together, blushing. “We were hoping you could give us some pointers.” Again they spoke in unison. “Well, sure, I can’t let my sisters lose. He was tall, dark, buff, and handsome. He had short, black hair, deep, soulful chocolate brown eyes, chiseled face, and a sexy little smile. When he arrived, he smiled at me and then kissed my hand. He was almost as sexy as either Fabio or Antonio Sabato Jr. For the photo shoot, Frederico was to be a biker on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle. He came out with a black leather jacket, no shirt, black leather boots, and black leather chaps over tight, dark jeans. I thought to myself I bet all the men. I leaned back as Melissa smiled saying that was fucking awesome, and it was needed I had to admit all the rumours I had heard where true and was looking forward to a lot more, we got dressed and off we went to bed my head spinning from what had happened downstairs. The following morning the wife said she had to pop out for most of the day and would I be ok fending for myself and Melissa, I nodded my head and said take care as she walked out the door, I rushed down stairs and made 2 cups of. "Some mucky-mucks are coming in and want you to deal." Tell Gus I'll be down in a bit." Need help getting ready, Sharla?" Go away, Leon." How about letting me watch?"Foulkes answered for both. "Go away, Leon."As the door swung shut behind their large friend, Sharla tossed asidethe covers and jumped out of bed to find her robe. Even after sheslipped into its silky embrace, Foulkes understood his partner's desireto watch. From her pink painted toes to the tips of her long, perkyears Sharla.