"It's good to see ya, bud!" Jeremy said sitting across a table at a diner from Ty. "It's been a while."
"Yeah," Ty said. "Good to see you too."
Jeremy and Ty roomed together in college and since then have stayed friends. They used to get together every few days or so to play video games, but hadn't seen in each other in nearly a month.
The waitress - a young redhead with mysterious blue eyes, freckles and a resting bitch face - handed the boys some menus. She did not look like she was having the best day.
"You know what you want?" she said skipping any pleasantries.
"Just a couple of chocolate milkshakes," Ty said handing her back his menu.
She conspicuously rolled her eyes, grabbed the menus and left. Jeremy chuckled a bit.
"Someone's not having a great day," Jeremy said. "Anyway, how are things? You must be keeping busy."
"I'm sorry I've been so M.I.A. lately," Ty said. "But I gotta tell you some stuff and it's gonna sound crazy. So, before I start I need you to promise me you won't make any judgments til I'm done. Cool?"
Jeremy gave Ty a friendly and suspicious look. He wasn't sure if Ty was kidding or not, but he was intrigued. Jeremy waved his hands in a conciliatory way.
"Okay," Jeremy said. "I'm all ears." He mimed zipping his mouth shut.
The waitress returned, put the chocolate shakes down at the edge of the table instead of in front of the boys. She quickly turned and walked away without saying anything. Ty took in a deep breath.
"It all started four Saturdays ago..." Ty said. He proceeded to tell Jeremy the story of his online date that began as an epic fail and somehow turned into the best day of his life.
To his credit, Jeremy didn't say a word. He just listened as Ty continued.
"And ever since then, I've slept with a different woman every day," Ty said. "There's a lot more to tell, but the gist of it all is that I can make a woman do whatever I want."
Jeremy sat silent for a moment letting it all sink in. He wanted to believe his friend, but at the same time he just couldn't. It was too outlandish.
"Ty," Jeremy began, "I...I consider you a really close friend. But I'm legit concerned that maybe you've got some head trauma or something. Maybe there's a tapeworm or something that's causing you to hallucinate. Whatever it is, maybe you should go to a doctor and get checked out."
Ty wasn't surprised, but he did feel a bit frustrated. He'd debated whether or not to tell Jeremy at all, but finally decided to because he needed to tell someone. And of all the people he could talk to, Jeremy was the one he felt had the best chance at believing him.
"I know how it sounds," Ty said. Four weeks ago, if you'd told me the same thing, I'd probably think you're crazy too..."
"I never said you were crazy," Jeremy interrupted.
"It's okay," Ty said. "You think I'm hallucinating. But I can prove it to you."
"How?" Jeremy said raising his eyebrows curiously.
"Watch this," Ty said after a moment's thought.
He looked over at the waitress who stood behind the counter staring at her phone. Ty waved his hand and soon got her attention. She made an unfriendly face, put her phone down and walked over to them.
"Y'all need something?" she said with an edge of impatience.
"You like talking to us," Ty said. "You enjoy being around me and my friend."
Jeremy nearly did a double take as he saw the girl's face change in an instant. Her eyes and mouth relaxed into a genuinely pleasant visage.
"Yeah," she said. "I didn't realize it before, but you guys are pretty great."
"Come sit next to me," Ty said scooting over a bit to make room.
She did. Jeremy stared at her unsure what exactly to think. If she was faking this, she certainly was an excellent actress.
"Why are you being nice to us now when you'd been rude to us earlier?" Jeremy said.
"I'm super sorry, y'all," she said looking guilty. "I've been texting my boyfriend ever since I started my shift and he's being a real dick. I just texted him and said I wanted to break up. I've just had a chip on my shoulder all day. But I never should have taken it out on you two. I mean, you guys are so great."
"How old are you and what's your name?" Ty said.
"I turned eighteen last month. That's when I started working here. My name is McKenzie."
"That's a nice name," Jeremy said.
"Love your red hair," Ty said.
"Thank you," McKenzie said.
"Is your bush red too?" Ty said. Jeremy's eyes widened in shock. He stared daggers into his friend.
"Ty!" Jeremy reprimanded.
"It's okay, Jeremy," Ty said. "She's completely comfortable talking about anything with us. She feels safe and pleasant around us. And even a bit horny too."
McKenzie felt a surprise jolt in her loins. Her pussy became a little damp as soon as she heard Ty say 'horny.' And it was true. The idea of a getting fucked did sound good now that she thought about it.
"I don't have a bush," she said matter of factly. "My boyfriend...er...ex boyfriend now, I guess. He hates pubes so I shave it for him."
Jeremy giggled. He'd never talked about a woman's pubes with her after having just met. In fact, he couldn't ever remember talking with a woman about her pubes period.
Of the two, Ty was worse with the ladies than Jeremy, but it wasn't by much. Jeremy hadn't had a lot of success with the ladies in high school. He'd dated one girl in college for two semesters, but after they broke up he never hooked up with another girl until a year ago when he managed to hook up with an ugly bridesmaid at a wedding.
"Are you on birth control and do you have an STDs?" Ty said.
"Yes to birth control. No to STDs," she said.
"When do you get off work, McKenzie?" Ty said.
"About half an hour," she said.
"What are your plans?" he said.
"I was gonna go to my boyfriend's house, but I guess now I'll just go home."
"No," Ty said. "You're hanging with us."