A dream I had while you were working one Saturday afternoon. I am lying here in bed nodding off when I get a text. It is from Amanda. It simply reads “I'm going to call you in a few seconds. Please answer I need a favor.”
I'm not sure what to think of this so I sit with my phone in my hand. After about 40sec it starts to ring. I pick up with a “yep.”
She says “have... well we have a favor to ask of you.” I'm playing this game down at Alisha's with some of my girlfriends. It is kinda like a scavenger hunt. The first team to complete all seven of there tasks wins. Everyone throws in $80 to play, and with seven of us playing its enough money where Alisha and I really want to win.
“Well what can I help you find?”
Amanda responds slowly “It’s more what you can do for us then it is a f

At the Casino I was hoping for a fun, wild sex filled night. The kids are gone, and we have been in need of a get away. You come home from work. I’m already showered shaved and not looking to bad. Great fitting pair of jeans, new Harley shirt, and boots cleaned up. Even I’m thinking that I’m having a pretty good hair day. I even put on the good red & black pair that you like so much. I didn’t know what you had in mind but now that your home and jumping in the shower. I take the opportunity to pack a few things in case we do try to get away for the night. I grab the camera, the video camera, the toys some rings and a laptop with all the necessary cords. I pick out a little something extra to wear for when we are alone. I also grab a swimsuit for me and the smallest bikini you own. The seco

I opened the door to the hallway and took a deep breath. "Crap, this floozy has my heart ready to break out of my chest," I whispered before walking in there.

I strolled down to the end of the hall towards where our door was. Although, I stopped about at the twenty-foot mark, and leaned my back on the wall.

I dug into my pocket and pulled it out. "Why do I love Miranda so much? She is a psycho bitch, but I can't picture my life without her now," I muttered, bringing it to my lips.

I kissed it. "If I'm willing to give the hussy this ring, I guess I love her more than any other woman, besides my mom. I never thought of doing this with Barb, Erica or any other ex-girlfriend. I hated Miranda for the first couple years I knew her because she was the cheer captain and a tart to me. I d

My hands slithered down onto her lower back just above her butt. "Oh, you like making love to your girlfriend, don't you, psycho bitch," I moaned, kissing her.

She brought her lips right off mine. "I told you not to call me that, Hannah," she reminded me, halting her thrusts.

"Come on, you are my psycho bitch, Miranda, don't forget that," I made clear, sliding my hands over to her face. "I love you."

"I love you too, but I told you not to call me that. I was a psycho bitch up until our the first day of our weird relationship, but I just don't like it."

"Okay, Miranda," I bitched, breaking eye contact. "I'll stop calling you that."

"So I get that look if I just tell you not to call me that?"

I took a deep breath and glanced back at her. "Let's not fight, we have finals co