Henry and Isaiah

Olivia opened the door to see two very different looking men. "Isaiah, wow, it's so great to see you!" she said to the tall Black man on the left. Isaiah stood nearly 6'8". He had gotten more muscular since college, and had played volleyball for Team USA at the last two Olympic Games. Olivia sized him up and shook her head. "You are more attractive than I remember, Isaiah. You took my breath away!"

Isaiah laughed. "Wow, Liv -- that's um ... wow. It's great to see you too." He took in her visage as well. The tight white dress had a plunging neckline, and the rise of her breasts pushed against the material of the dress.

"And Henry, sweet Henry!" She hugged Henry. He was about 5'10" and had curly blond hair that went down almost to his shoulders. He had spent a number of years travelling, mostly along the west coast. He tried competitive surfing for a while, but had more fun just being a beach bum.

"You look amazing, Liv. It's so great to see you. Thanks for doing this!" Henry smiled at her, his dimples poking into his cheek.

"Did you two come together?" she asked.

"Yeah," said Isaiah. "I picked up Henry at the bus station."

"Well come in, come in! Look who's here!" She gestured into the main room toward Ben and Donnie.

"Donnie, dude! So great to see you!" Henry ran to give Donnie a quick hug and pat on the back.

Isaiah followed close behind. "Liv, wow, it's so good to see you again. And what a gorgeous house you have. You live here ... by yourself? With a ... partner? A family?"

Olivia laughed. "Sort of a family, I guess. There's six of us women who live here. It's kind of like a sorority, but fortunately doesn't have all the teenage drama and stupid school rules."

Isaiah nodded. "Well, it's an amazing house. I never would have expected it to look like this from the outside. This is huge."

Olivia agreed. "I'll have to give you a tour later. And I'll be eating you out, um, outside ... I mean, we'll be eating. Outside. On the deck." She blushed. Oh my god, what did I just say?

Isaiah swallowed. Between her calling him attractive and then misspeaking just now about eating -- not to mention the dress Olivia had on -- his mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts.

"Well, let's all get some drinks, right?"