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The guy was the tall, dark and handsome type. He ran a car lot and made plenty of money doing it. He was quite the charmer but I always found him arrogant. I had known him since we were in high school and even then he was overbearing. We used to compete over everything back then and even now when we went out as a group, he made a point of flirting with Jessica and then flaunting his new model of a wife."Oh, Dave huh? Well I will talk to him and see what he thinks..." I gave her a few seconds to suggest another one of my friends. She smiled and stared back at me... The next week at the bar I went to talk to Dave after a few drinks. I told him what we wanted and that I suggested to Jessica that he should do it (he definitely wasn't going to know that she brought him up). Before he agreed, I told him the rules."Alright bro, first thing is that this is a one time deal. She let me bang one of her friends so I'm going to let her b... sleep with one of mine. Next, I don't want to be there. During the day, i observed certain changes in her but i didn’t enquire about it. So during dinner, she asked me if we could go for a movie and told her if we get time tomorrow than for sure. . She had a smile on her face. After dinner we went to our room and slept. Next day i took them to Ramoji film city and both were so happy. . We enjoyed a lot but when we came back, it was late and it was not possible to go for movie. So i said sorry to her and she was not happy for that. We had dinner and went to our own room but i was unable to sleep because she was sad and i was not able to fulfill her. The fact is i was admired by her since i was 6th class. Next day we went to drop my nephew and came back and on the way i asked her if she still wants to go for movie??She was happy and said yes. So we went to IMAX and book ticket for 9:30. Till than we roam around and wait for movie time. During movie, i touched her hand and left. She looked at me and gave a smile. As i got a green signal, i.
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