Secret 1 -- One Ringy Dingy (Gary gets an erotic phone call from the girls.)
"If you call him I'll slit my wrists!"
"I'm not going to tell him who we are, silly."
The dark-haired and lively Lisa finished dialing the number as her younger friend Camille nervously paced the full limits of the living room.
"Hello?"
Lisa lowered her voice as a disguise, "Hello, are you Gary?"
Camille could not contain her nervousness, "You crazy..." Lisa hurriedly pointed to her throat and Camille understood. She lowered her voice, "You crazy bitch!"
"Yeah, this is Gary. Who are you?"
Lisa hunched over the phone, barely able to hold back her laughter. In her lowest and sexiest voice she continued, "Well Gary, my friend and I are not going to tell you who we are. We just want to mess with your mind a little bit."
Lisa fell back on the couch in snorts of laughter as Camille quit pacing and began to show interest in the phone conversation. Camille was in her senior year of high school and Lisa was a year older, working as a receptionist. They knew Gary from seeing him work as a waiter in a local restaurant. Gary was older than both of them. He was very personable and entertaining and knew the girls by name whenever they came to the restaurant. He was a member of the Army Reserve and looked great in his uniform.
"Gary, my friend and I are having a private little party and we're a little drunk."
Gary was cautious but he was immediately curious. "Is this a party I should come visit?"
More giggles from Lisa, "Oh you'd probably like that big boy. But we have boyfriends..."
At that point Camille leaned toward the phone with a nervous smile, "I have a big mean boyfriend!"
Lisa ignored her friend, "...and we know you have a girlfriend who's out of town. So tonight, let's just talk about what could have been."
There was a pause as Gary considered where this conversation was headed. "This sounds like a practical joke. Did one of my buddies put you up to this?"
As Lisa spoke on the phone she had an expression of pure delight. Her dark bangs and short haircut were unruly like her loose clothing. She had an attractive soft body with plenty of bosom, and she was quite secure about her appearance.
Lisa's eyes were wide with excitement and her beaming smile was infectious. The result was that Camille was drawn close and trying to listen in without laughing.
"No one asked us to call. We're just alone in the house drinking and watching R-rated movies when your name came up. It turns out that you are the only person we know that we could agree was hot. Here I'll let my friend tell you."
Camille was suddenly serious but managed to keep the disguise in her voice, "I'm not talking to him!"
"Oh yes you are. We're doing this together. He's not going to figure out who we are."
Camille carefully pulled the phone to her ear, "Hello?"
"So who are you?"
"I'm not telling you who I am." Camille paused as a smile formed and she looked at Lisa. "But I will tell you that she's telling the truth. In fact, she's lucky you're not here or she probably wouldn't be able to control herself. She's really hot and ready for you. She's even on the pill."
With that, Camille threw the phone on the couch and joined Lisa to jump around squealing and laughing. Lisa retrieved the phone.
"My friend here is on the pill too!"
Camille was instantly serious and whispered loudly, "How did you know that?"
"I looked through your purse."
Camille fumed as Lisa turned her attention back to Gary, "Do you believe me now?"
"I believe you." There was a long pause as neither of them spoke.
Lisa smiled devilishly and looked at Camille as she spoke into the phone, "Now I'll tell you how your name came up." Camille frowned and vigorously shook her head but Lisa continued, "We noticed that each of us took an extra long shower this evening. Of course we were getting off, but what should interest you is both of us fantasized over the same person, you!"
"OK, that is hot!" Then Gary decided to play along. "What are you wearing?"
Lisa turned excitedly to Camille, "He wants to know what I'm wearing!" Camille was still frowning at Lisa but grudgingly pressed her cheek next to Lisa's so they could both listen. Lisa spoke into the receiver, "I'm wearing grey sweat pants and a pink cotton T-shirt. And I'm not wearing anything else." Both girls bent over with laughter.
Gary laughed along with them. All three were enjoying themselves with this innocent fun. "Well don't stop there, give me some details about what you look like when you move around."
"I have nice boobies if that's what you're asking."
"That's a good start."
