Your buddy, Kyle

You grin as you see Kyle, your friend since second grade. You quickly get his attention and ask what he's up to.

“Today’s the day, Bro!” he says, with a shit-eating grin. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten!”

When you don’t immediately respond, Kyle says, “Man, I’ve been waiting for five years for this! You told me as soon as you were 18, you’d set me up with some action at your family’s studio. Well, today is the big day! Happy birthday, by the way.”

Of course! You and Kyle had been having typical teenage boy talk about all the sexual adventures you would go on, etc., and with typical adolescent bravado, you promised you could use your influence to make sure neither of you were ever lacking for a lay.

Now it’s time to put up or shut up.

“Well, this is my first day. I haven’t even gone inside yet. Come on with me and I’ll see what I can do. You will probably have to wait for a while, though. No telling what all I need to do.”

“I’ve been waiting five years! Can’t you pull some strings and throw me in as an extra in an orgy scene, or send me to Linda Lovecum’s dressing room to do a wardrobe inspection?”