I was wrong.“Hey Jeff, how are you doing?” asked Beth.“I am doing ok Beth, how are you?” I replied.“Ok, I guess, why haven’t you called me...?” she replied.“Well Beth, to be honest, you still have not told me what is going on with you and Lance. Then the last thing I want to do is draw any attention to us, by constantly calling you.” I responded, thinking quickly.“We really need to get together and talk Jeff, I need to see you.” She asked.I still had not explained to Jen, what had happened between. . so familiar..." Jack didn't say anything, so after a moment, I staggered on, "It took me back -- she was acting a little balky and whiney but she wasn't going anywhere, and they were all, 'You like this, don't you? Come on, admit it. You might as well hang with us, anyway, your boyfriend just walked out and left you... ' I guess I should have put it together then, but I didn't. They get off on making the guy back down and abandon his date, don't they?"Jack nodded. "Uh huh. They ignored you. She had small tits but her nipples were protruding obscenely. She must not have been wearing a bra. She had my cock hard again, even after all it had been through already.I gave her the standard line."Thanks for your application, Ginny. We'll keep it on file. We might call you." But Mr. Williams. I want to show you how motivated I am."She nuzzled up to me and rubbed her sexy long leg against me. She knew I was turned on. She was a true man-eater."Ginny honey, We're not that kind of agency. I'm. ’, over and over, to whatever he was asking me. And that’s when he announced that the only way to prove who was more of a man, was for the two of us to arm-wrestle. I started saying, ‘No.’, ‘No.’, ‘No.’, even louder. I knew I couldn’t beat him and I told him so. ‘Please,’ I begged, ‘there’s no contest, you’re a hundred-percent more of a man than I am.’ But he just kept on saying, ‘The only way we’ll know for sure is if we arm-wrestle.’ Finally I gave in and we sat-down, straddling a bench,.