Anyway the plan was to invite him over chill etc with him, then later get on to the subject of talking about sex (we knew he was thirsty and hadn’t ...had it for 6months and only slept with 3girls as he was in a relationship for quite some time).. ..So the night is coming I get ready I do my make up pretty heavy with pink lipstick, decide to wear leather look leggings with a low cut vest type top and a pair of heels(just to make me look even more appealing) he knocks the door and I answer it. " she declared to her reflection, but thenhurriedly added, "Aren't I? But I remember being me and not someoneelse." She spotted the picture of her and Larry sitting on herdresser. When she picked it up, her confusion waned slightly, as ifthe picture were somehow an anchorage to who she really was. "Itmight be your lucky night lover." she told Larry's picture. "You'rethe absolute best guy ..."Her frown returned. She knew she'd dated other boys before she'd metLarry. So why couldn't she. I thought it would be a good idea for them to spend some time together alone to get to know each other and get comfortable with each other and if, by chance, he got to experience one of the blow jobs that I’d been bragging to him about, I’d be ok with that. I thought the chances were about 50/50 he'd get his dick sucked, but I was shocked when I found out that it went much further than what I’d expected and I was disappointed that I wasn’t there to be a part of, or at least witness it. I was. Her lips wereparted. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked.‘Saving your life. Both our lives.’ Then she kissed me.Her tongue slipped between my lips. It was a promise.She drew her face away and spoke again. ‘You’re a good,decent man, and I love you for trying, but… stoptrying. Let’s give her what she wants.’She kissed me again, harder, deeper, and things startedhappening in my body. Familiar, masculine things. Thingsthat made me want to rejoice that.