"I still don't know if I can do it!" Tammy said. "You're not going to chicken out now," Nora admonished, pushing her forward. "Mark already knows the score, so don't be nervous."

"But I've never done anything like this before," Tammy said, her voice rising with excitement.

Nora was exasperated. "What do I have to do anyway?" she asked. "Fuck him for you?"

Tammy felt her knees turn to water. Here she was standing outside the apartment of someone she hadn't even met before, and Nora expected her just to breeze in, say hello and let's fuck. Any courage she might have had suddenly vanished.

She turned abruptly, her heart pounding. "It's no use," she said. "I just can't!"

"Can't what?" the mellow, masculine voice asked.

Tammy looked at the man who stood in the doorway. Her heart skipped a beat as she gazed at his dark, muscular frame. He was bare-chested and wore tight, faded jeans which emphasized his angular features. Involuntarily she dropped her eyes to his crotch. She could see the thick, long shaft of his cock nestled against the inside of his thigh, perfectly outlined against the material of his trousers.

"This is Tammy," Nora said, taking over. "She's the girl I was telling you about." She then turned to Tammy. "This is Mark."

Tammy tried to speak, but her throat was constricted. She nodded her head and tried to smile.

"Well, come on in," Mark said, standing aside. "I've been waiting for you."

Tammy felt frozen to the spot. She felt Nora give her a shove, and she almost fell into the apartment. Mark caught her and pulled her into his arms and gave a chuckle.

"You two get to know each other," Nora said. "Wish I could stay, but I have to run." She smiled at Tammy and then said to Mark, "Be good to her. All this is new to her."

"Don't worry a bit," he said, brushing his lips against Tammy's cheek. "I'll be real good."