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Two days after Marc and I agreed to the bet (thereby leaving just twelve to go!), Jen and I had Marc and his new girlfriend gay webcam chat rooms over for drinks. We're all in our late twenties and Marc and I have been friends since he bought the property next to ours two years ago.
I was anxious to observe my neighbour in action. And I will admit that, right from the very beginning, he played it very smart. He was on his best behaviour, laying the charm and the compliments on thick. Cathy was very pretty and seemed quite smitten with her new video game chat room The conversation was light and bubbly and the martinis were going down in quick succession - in a couple of hours, the four of us were all pretty tipsy and giddy. Cathy and Jen went off to the kitchen at one point and I followed shortly thereafter for refills. As I approached the kitchen, I overheard them talking about Marc. They were giggling like schoolgirls and I heard Cathy say that Marc was "huge". The moment I entered the room however, they looked at each other, smiled, and quickly changed the subject.
When I returned with another round of martinis, I noticed that my wife was stealing glances at the front video game chat room Marc's pants and I felt a tingle of jealousy. |
