Invite Amy to join them

Matt's list of excuses had run dry. He didn't want to hurt Amy. He didn't want to turn into a creep like Jordan and those other assholes who ran the school. Yeah, he wanted to fuck pretty much all the girls in his school but he didn't mean to be mean about it. He wanted them to like it too.

"Hey Amy," he called out. "Come sit with us. We're just going over our homework."

Wendy didn't look especially happy but she didn't say anything and Amy perked up and headed back.

"Wendy, do you know Amy? She's a friend of mine."

"Uh, no. Hi Amy."

"Hi Wendy."

Yeah, introducing two girls you wanted to fuck probably didn't make the top ten list of smart moves but Matt didn't care. "Amy is a horse rider," he said. "And Wendy is a tennis player."

"I wish I could ride," Wendy admitted, just as Amy blurted out that she liked tennis too.

By the time they arrived at the school, Matt felt like a third wheel but he also felt better about himself. Maybe he was blowing his chances for sexual fulfillment and he couldn't say that he didn't care about that--he did a lot. Still, he wasn't leaving either girl crying and there was a definite satisfaction about that.

When the two girls left the bus, Matt headed up to Ophelia. "So, going to let me buy you that cup of coffee this morning?"