Alright.

“OHMYGOD YOU’RE REALLY GONNA DO THIS?”

"You said it yourself. We really need money. I can think of better ways to get it, but..."

"Daniel, I'm just happy you decided to do this thing with me. I thought for sure you'd say no."

I honestly thought I would too. But maybe some higher power wanted me to do it. Maybe I wanted me to do this. I dunno.

"So, what do we have to do?" I felt bolder than usual.

"Remember that list of things I read were possible to submit for the prize? Yeah, I read all of that in a certain way. I'd like to do this in a certain order."

"Why that way?"

"You'll enjoy it better, just watch!"

I let out a sigh and made a smirk.

"You've got me there, Louise. I guess I would. But that much?"

"Trust me, it'll be aaaaaall the way worth it. It will. So, just follow my lead, and you'll be fine.

Then Louise did an entire catwalk over to where I was standing, stopping what couldn't have been more than a few millimeters in front of me.

Then she just kissed me, outright lip-to-lip kissing, followed by her trying to take my shirt off. I swear I felt something go into my mouth, but I just thought it was her tongue trying to get into my mouth.

After the initial confusion, I went in on the kissing, and tried to take her shirt off. Neither of us were any less dressed than when we started our fun, but we weren't gonna let it stop us. We stopped the kiss, and immediately began stripping down.

My shirt, her shirt, then our pants, and I looked back up after we took off our underclothes, and it was quite a sight.

Louise looked much more sexy than I'd realized before. Her breasts had to be at least be the size of grapefruit, and her thighs the size of watermelons. Even though we were both similar heights, it sure did not feel like it.

And the rest of her, oh it was quite a sight. Her skin looked like glowing coffee, if such a thing was possible, and her hair hung low, almost to her ass.

"Ready, cowboy?"

I almost laughed at her attempt at a western accent, which was weird considering she already kind of had one.

"Yeah, I am."

We both smiled mischievously. It was clear neither of us had any intention of cutting this short.