Romantic Evening

After a few calls and using his commanding voice, Dale tracked down the willowy, pretty blonde. Her agent had her agenda, and she was doing a photoshoot in L.A.

Dale crashed the shoot, easily getting past security, and approaching Isabel. "We need to talk in private."

"Uh, sure."

They stepped into a van that was running with the AC on. "Isabel, I'm Dale, and you find me incredibly sexy and are incredibly horny right now."

"Uh...yeah, it's great to meet you."

"But you have to earn my cock. This is what I need you to do. You'll give me your number and address. You'll go home, put on your sexiest underwear and sexiest outfit. You'll prepare a romantic dinner - cook it yourself or order in. Surprise me. Have a very nice bottle of wine. I'll judge you on your outfit, underwear, and dinner. You're craving my cock right now. Admit it."

"Yes, I'm craving your cock." She looked at his crotch.

"Also, I'm going to bring another female celebrity. Trust me, it'll be someone you are jealous of but also detest, but you'll be able to have her degrade herself, and I'll judge you on how original you are." Dale leaned in, and he and Isable made out, and he groped her breast, but left her horny and frustrated after they exchanged numbers, and she texted him the address to her condo. He left her to her photo shoot and went out to look for more fun.