>>5412376As the conversation lulls back into silence, the cold night air on your sweat-covered chest stirs you from your food-enabled stupor! Turning your attention back towards your date, you feel something twang your heartstrings as you find her staring at you with a contented smile on her slightly sweaty face!
Taking your chances, you steal a quick glance at her exposed torso using your <span class="mu-b">PERIPHERAL VISION–</span> a guy’s best friend! If she notices she doesn’t react, but in your split second analysis you get a glimpse of her chest made shiny from the thin layer of drying sweat on top…
… along with a bit of red lace peeking out from beneath the dress.
Aww <span class="mu-i">jeeeeez</span>...
Steeling yourself from what you just spotted, you decide to take Mitzi’s shitty advice and ‘<span class="mu-i">go for it</span>’--well, <span class="mu-i">kinda</span>. It’s not like you haven’t been having a good time tonight–far from it–but ever since things got, well, <span class="mu-i">heavy</span> that night at the <span class="mu-g">DRIVE-IN,</span> you’ve been wondering where you stand with, well, <span class="mu-i">Stan</span>.
Hey, uh, you begin, taking the last piece of chocolate-covered bacon to steady yourself, about that night at <span class="mu-g">THE DRIVE-IN…</span>
Your question hits Stan like a semi-truck. Dropping <span class="mu-i">yet</span> another ice cream cone on the floor, the raccoon girl looks at you with a mixture of confusion, worry, and a hint of eagerness.
“Yea?” She asks in a defensive tone, “What about it?”
DAMN IT! You <span class="mu-i">knew</span> she’d turn it back on you! You got this, man, you think to yourself, just say what you wanna say or it’s gonna be awkward for the rest of the night!
>THANKS AGAIN FOR SAVING ME! >THAT WAS A CLOSE ONE, WASN’T IT?>WE SHOULD DO THAT AGAIN… SOON!>DID SHE HAVE TO USE THAT MUCH TONGUE?>WRITE-IN! 