It’s just kind of overwhelming to feel this way. I’ve never felt this way for or with anyone before and I hope ... uh ... I’m just not sure what... to do.”He smiled at her and continued: “ Just do what you’re told. And tell me, how does it feel? How does it feel for Mrs. Swanson, Ned Swanson’s lovely wife to be sitting here with a high school senior wearing only panties because that’s what she was told to wear?” He was smiling throughout.She shook her head, letting her loose hair flutter around. "So soon? Wow! You are a lucky guy. Usually, it takes longer." Yeah, I guess. We had lunch yesterday, and we seemed to hit it off, so she said she wanted to see me again, and she later suggested dinner tonight." Wow, I think she's hot for you. Well, interested anyway. That's fantastic, Frank. I'm so happy for you." I owe you so much, Emily. Your advice on my profile and my messages must have worked." I'm glad. Well I won't hold you up from your hot date. Good luck." Thanks, Emily."She gave me a. On this particular night it was the Daytona 500 race and since we were race car fans it seem just like any other evening with my friends . We cheered for our favorite drivers and even made a bet on just who would win . If our driver didn't win the driver who finished the worst would have to accept a dare from the winner ( driver who finished higher) after the race . Jane's choice finished 26th mine was 18th and Dan's driver was fourth and since he won it was his choice to dare . He whispered. " Thank you, Goddess."Marla looked confused, but let the comment pass. "I thought you said there were three rooms down here." There are," I said, wondering why Kristen had avoided her favorite one."Want to see it?" Kristen asked.From her tone of voice, I knew that Kristen had some sort of agenda. It wasn't too difficult for me to read her mind. I gave Kristen a look that asked her, "Are you sure?" but Kristen seemed determined."This way," Kristen said, leading Marla out of the playroom.The next.