I mainly just went out there to get away from the busy ’burbs, but I did eventually find myself reading the Penthouse forums stories, and if there w...as anyone else there I’d read the stories aloud for them too. Seeing the nude pictures of gals enjoying themselves and reading about the pleasures of sex did peak my curiosity. It wasn’t uncommon to be asking each other if we’d ever done anything like what they did in the magazines, but no one ‘really’ had. J.T. was my regular reading partner, he. His sexing was all that, and the fact that he was knock out gorgeous really didn’t hurt matters at all. I decided to go back to ‘Fancy Your Fancy Spa and Dessert’ to give Jason my answer. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I needed this man and wanted this man in my life even if only for a brief moment, it would be well worth it. When I arrived the same cheeky chick was waiting at the front desk. ‘Hey Natash you want your usual?’ I decided to get straight to the point no matter how desperate. “That’s too bad because I liked the way the article she wrote Thursday turned out,” I answered.“That was just a fluff piece,” he answered dismissively.“So, I’m just fluff?” I asked flippantly. I noticed other reporters trying hard to keep from laughing, especially the TV reporter. He never did answer me, just stepped back and took lots of notes on what everyone else asked about, scowling the whole time.Many students at the after-game dance were almost hoarse from screaming all night. Evelyn,. I made my way around to the other side of the servery and pulled up one of the barstools. When he glanced at me I smiled back, and he chuckled and shook his head. Sometimes it was hard to know when to verbalise my thoughts, and when to wait for Stephen to speak. This was one of those occasions, but fortunately it wasn't long that he kept me in suspense."We need... Well, I need to talk about what we did this morning and I want to ask you some questions," he said matter-of-factly."Okay," I.