Most of these stories are standalone, so you don't have to read them all. This one, however, calls back to Pts 6 and 13.
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It had been a little while since I'd seen Sue, and there was a knock at the door. I wasn't expecting anybody, so I went and opened it. It was three young guys. I recognized two of them as the pizza delivery guys that Sue had flashed, and jacked off.
They had a pizza.
"I didn't order anything," I said.
"It's on us," one of them (Jimmy? The one she'd opened the door to topless) said.
"Is your girlfriend here?" asked the one she'd jacked off.
"She's not my girlfriend," I said, "we're just friends and I'm helping her with some stuff. No, she's not here."
Their faces fell.
"You thought this was about pizza?" I said.
"No," said Jimmy, "we just wanted to get her to tell Rob here what's been going on."
"Well, maybe I can help a little," I said, ushering them in.
"So what's been going on?"
"She showed me her tits," said Jimmy.
"No, she answered the door topless. It wasn't about you."
"She got naked and jerked me off over her tits," said the guy she'd jacked off.
I thought about it for a few seconds.
"Let's see what she says," I said, and got out my phone and called her.
"Where are you?" I asked when she answered the phone.
"I'm with Dave," she said.
"Can you come over? Your fan club's here, and I think they'd like a meet and greet."
"Just a sec," she said. I could hear some mumbling as she held her phone and talked to Dave.
"OK," she said, "Dave said he can run me over in about ten minutes, but you'll have to take me home when we've done the dressing."
"What? Sure," I said, and hung up.
"You're in luck boys," I said, "as it seems she might want to play."
I had them sit down on the sofa, next to each other. I put the pizza in the kitchen.
"Have you boys been to a strip club?" I asked.
They all nodded their heads.
"And what's the number one rule when getting a dance?"
They didn't know.
"Don't touch the ladies," I said. "This is her deal, so do as you're told, and maybe we'll all have some fun tonight. Fuck it up by being at all disrespectful, and you're all out of here, and you'll never see her again. Got me?"
They all nodded.
"OK," said Rob.
"So, he's Rob, he's Jimmy, what's your name?" I asked the one she'd jacked off.
"I'm Sean," he said.
There was a knock at the door.
"Any last questions?"
They shook their heads.
"Don't fuck this up."
I went and opened the door. She stood there in a tight red dress that went down to mid thigh, and red heels. She was wearing a little make-up, and looked great. She stepped in and took her shoes off.
"Those were killing me," she said, then gave me a hug and a kiss. "I told Dave you'd fallen off your mountain bike and grazed yourself up, and needed a hand with the bandages."
"OK, so you see now that makes sense," I said. "Nervous?"
"Yes," she said.
"It's OK," I said, "I'll be here and they'll be good, or they're out."
We walked down the hallway into the living room.
"Hello boys," she said. "Who are you?"
"This is Rob," I said, "he doesn't believe you exist."
Rob stood and shook her hand.