"I'm NOT putting up with this! I'm NOT going to sit here and watch people flaunt their nakedness and fondle one another in public and I'm NOT going to... eat and pretend this insane gathering is normal for ANYONE and I'M NOT GOING TO BE ANYONE's BROOD MARE AND I'm NOT HAVING SEX WITH ANYONE, EVER!!!!!!" Screaming, Phyllis threw herself back from the table, brandishing her knife and fork and crouched, searching for threats, her expression feral.ZAP! There was a flash and Phyllis fell backward,. Reg had been thinking about sailing down the slope at Vail. Now he felt like he'd hit a tree at 80 miles an hour. Okay, she wasn't popular, and she wasn't much to look at, but "The Stick" - Kathy had been his best friend once. "I - Kathy, I can't. My dad put me up to it. He's trying to cut a deal with your dad's bank, and your dad made it a condition of the loan." My dad - my dad had to b-bribe someb-body to g-get me a d-date?" She was sobbing. "Am I...am I really th-that h-horrible?" No, it's. 501. A”I drove to the hotel, a little over the speed limit, dumping the car in the first space I found and hobbled in on my newly mended leg. "Can I help?" Asked the young lady on the front desk. I had to think fast. I doubted the hotel would be hugely accepting to “I'm here to fuck the woman in room 501…”With a hugely false camp accent, I said “Oh Daaaaarrling. Could you be a sweetie and call room 501? Tell the poppet her make up man is here. Big day for her you knoooow…”The receptionist. I’m so sorry to have made such a mess and now you’re all dirty.”He smiled for the first time, a beautiful sweet grin, and said, “I am a garbage man. I’m always dirty.”Something about the way he said the word “dirty” made it evident he was flirting and my stomach tightened and I felt a flutter under the thin fabric of my silk panties.“Maybe we need to take a shower,” I said in a slow, flirty voice and then was shocked I had said it and wondered if he would even know what I meant.“I think we.