None, he turns around and approaches the girls

Okay, so I didn't really want to go see a movie. Like I said before, I wanted sex and watching a movie on my own is quite the far cry from my goal. Keeping the normalcy ring on because I didn't want the clerk to complain about me, I turned around and headed back towards the lobby. Thankfully, the two girls I'd spotted earlier were still sitting at their table.

Now, it simply was a matter of approaching them and getting what I wanted. The main question was, how?

For starters, I knew I didn't want to use the normalcy ring when I seduced them; I wanted the girls to be active participants. From my understanding, being normalized would simply result in them allowing me to fuck them without them being engaged in the act. And I wanted at least a little bit of passion. While normalcy was good in letting me obtain any material possession I wanted, or letting me enter any location I desired, it wouldn't do me any good in terms of chemistry with other people. I decided to only use the ring when I wanted to be, for lack of a better term, invisible.

Like now, while I checked the two girls out. And boy were they hot.

One of them was on her phone, idly checking it whenever there seemed to be an apparent lull in their conversation. She was a blonde bombshell with seemingly soft emerald eyes and tight pink lips there were curled in a smile. Amazing tits too, filling out a white cotton shirt that only accented her curves. She obviously kept herself in shape, sporting long toned legs and a killer frame that told the world she was both smart and athletic.

Truth be told she looked like an innocent virgin, a shy blondie who followed the rules and did what she was told. Think more of a cute university TA than a dumb blonde bimbo. She was a dream.

The other was a blue-eyed beauty with long light brown hair stylized with a few highlights. She had a swarm of freckles covering the top of her nose and cheeks, and soft red lips that while weren't suggestive in nature, complimented her looks perfectly. So much so that, honestly, I didn't care how the rest of her looked. She could be thin as a stick with no tits or ass and I'd still fuck her in a heartbeat.

Thankfully she wasn't. Although her baggy shirt hid their true size, I could tell her chest was ample enough to fit her tight, athletic frame. And she wore the cutest pair of booty shorts I'd ever seen on a girl. Of the two, she was easily the more attractive one, which is saying something cause the first one was an easy ten.

Seriously, who were these girls?

I took the normalcy ring off and approached them, determined to find out.

"Oh my god, he's coming! He's coming!"

At Hazel's proclamation, Clara looked up from her phone, startled by her friend's outburst. "Who?" she asked, confused.

"The hunk from earlier!" She said, a hand rushing through her hair. "Quick, how do I look?"

Clara rolled her eyes and shifted back to her phone, trying to ignore the growing sense of anxiety within her. Hazel kicked her from underneath the table.

"Hey girls!" said the dream boat they'd singled out earlier. He took a nearby chair and uninvitedly placed it between them, sitting on it in an instant. "Mind if I join you?"

"No, please! Sit!" an eager Hazel replied, uncaring that he had already done so. That was Hazel in a nutshell, always excited for any male attention. Especially if he was good looking.

Admittedly, now that he was right next to them, Clara had a hard time pinpointing exactly what made him so attractive. He was easily a few years older than them; maybe only a year or two fresh out of school. And while he certainly was handsome, it was evident he didn't make an effort in keeping in shape or maintaining appearances. He'd pass in her books if he was closer to her age, but the way he looked at them and both approached and sat at their table without an invite would have made anyone else seem more like an asshole than an attractive gentlemen. And if he barely resembled the type of guys she'd normally be attracted too, there was no way Hazel would be this enamored with him.

He was confident though, there was no denying that. Maybe that was it? It just felt so natural for her to find him attractive. Considering anything otherwise seemed wrong. It felt wrong. Evidently Hazel was of the same mind.

"I'm Hazel!" her friend exclaimed, smile beaming as she tried to look her best. Once he'd sat and her introductions had been made, she leaned forward and pushed out her chest for him to greet. "And you are?"

"Nick." he said as he reached over and gave her tit a proper grope. Nick then flashed her a goofy grin before turning to Clara. "Who's your friend?"

"Clara." she mumbled, too anxious to say anything else. She wasn't used to men this attractive paying much attention to her. Especially when she was with Hazel.

She almost forgot to lower her phone and present her chest to him, she was so flustered. His spare hand wasted no time in grabbing her boob through her shirt. As was customary, he gave her a few polite squeezes.

"Beautiful names for beautiful girls." he replied, still greeting their tits while he locked eyes with Hazel. The girl blushed, unable to look away. Only then did he remove his hands.

His touching of Hazel's boob had been longer than the norm, Clara duly noted.

She also inwardly groaned at her friend's behavior. It was already bad enough that Hazel, despite all the confident bravado she mustered when hanging out normally, became a bumbling schoolgirl at the sight of a cute boy. But now she was doing it with a guy that A. wasn't even her type, and B. she'd normally consider a rude asshole. Especially with how long his touch had been. Blind attraction was truly a powerful thing.

Clara just became annoyed and bitter when this happened. Attractive or not, she wasn't about to throw herself at a guy like Hazel was doing just because she found him cute. Nor let him touch her longer than was appropriate. Thankfully he hadn't in her case. Strange, considering she had the bigger rack.

"You girls waiting for a movie to start?" he asked, looking from one of them to the next.

"Nope!" Clara spoke before her friend could get a single word in. "We're actually waiting for a friend of ours to join us."

"Yeah," continued Hazel, "she recently broke up with her boyfriend and was feeling kinda down. So we're treating her to a movie before taking her out to a bar for drinks."

Nick nodded in understanding. "You don't say."

From across the table, Clara wanted to strangle her friend. Just because the man was attractive did not mean she had the right to overshare their plans with him. He'd already made it clear he believed he didn't require an invite to join them. And now he knew they were heading to a bar? Any normal adult would see that she's actually making a fool of herself with her eagerness; it made Clara want to disappear into her phone.

And why the hell was he still grinning?