Laura, the athletic spitfire

"That's easy," you say. "I know what you're really saying. I already know your sisters. Carrie is with Jamie. So I choose...Laura. I want to know a secret about Laura."

"Don't be so quick to assume you know everything," Sara says. She laughs, then takes a big gulp to empty her beer. "Go get us another round and then I'll tell you Laura's secret."

When you come back to the table, Sara has a devious look in her eyes. You hand her the beer. She immediately drinks.

"Well now," you say, "what's my secret?"

"Laura's secret," Sara corrects. "You know that Laura and I became friends when we were in college, right? Well, she started dating this rich guy named Ricardo just after." You must be giving Sara an unhappy look, because she quickly adds, "don't worry, they're not together any more. Anyway, soon after they started dating, she sent all of her closest friends an email. The email was because she had discovered anal."

Sara continues, "Laura's secret is that she loves anal. Loves it. Makes her crazy. She loves thinking about it, she loves the feeling when she's got a cock in her ass, she loves cum dripping from her ass, and she loves the open feeling after."

Sara arches one eyebrow at you. "That's a hot secret," you say. "Maybe I'll get to make use of it." You smirk at Sara, but she looks mischievous.

"You should use the secret," Sara says. "That's why I'm telling it to you." Sara takes another drink from her beer. "Oh, and I should say, she knows that you know what you're doing—the two of us used to get a bottle of red wine and swap anal stories. Mine were always about you."

"Always about me?" you ask.

"James has humored me a couple of times, but he's not into it like you were." Sara seems saddened by this.

"You'll just have to live through me, then," you say.

"Mmmm," Sara says. "Cheers to that."

Your drinks clink together.

"So," Sara says, "Laura knows you are a good anal lover. And she's always looking for someone who knows what he's doing. So...would you like me to give you guys an excuse to be alone together at the rehearsal?"