I didn't feel like waiting for someone to come along, and she wanted it just as bad, so we agreed to do it. Few days went by and we have been super b...usy not able to do it. About 10:00 one night she texted me and said her k** was being watched by her cousin, and she would stop by. I was tickled pink cause she was one of the best lays of my life. So tight. I said all right and it was settled. Only it wasn't settled. There was a catch. She said she had a friend with her, and asked if I had. He said, "It is about a fraternity pledge at MIT named Smoot, who someone had given the task of measuring the bridge using his body. It turned out that the bridge was just over three hundred 'Smoots long'. The 'Smoot marks' have been there since the early sixties, or late fifties. Oliver Smoot has had more than 'his fifteen minutes of fame'. He hated getting up, and lying down all night long. The new pledges hate the up-keep on the marks, but they're there, and will be, for a long time."Tiffany. I love a party too – the talking, the drinking, the possibilities – but don’t you find that most parties don’t have nearly enough orgasms? I thought you’d agree, and I’ve decided that you and I should do our part in fixing that. What I really mean, I guess, is that you should fix that, and I’d like you to start at the next party you attend. This is a very simple dare, really. Somewhere at this party, whether it’s at someone’s house or at a club, sooner or later, I want you to have an orgasm.. I stared at my slutty self and smiled. Next I took out my black leather skirt and slip it up my legs. It fit the shape of my ass so well as I modeled it in front of the mirror. I reached under my skirt to push my cock between my legs so I appear to have a pussy. I then took out my purple tank top, which exposed my shaved thin stomach. I slipped it on and it reveled that my nipples still showed through. I continued to play with the silicone nipples. I slipped into my new stripper heels and stood.