I was new in town, which made me the fresh meat. The one everyone was interested in or simply just talking about. Girls would look at me with their noses turned up like we were in an unspoken match, the boys eyes always drifted to my breasts.
It was intimidating. As soon as everyone sniffed around and took a turn they’d get bored and go back to whatever they were doing before I moved in, but I’d just been through a divorce and wanted no part of it. I needed wingmen, and in Will and Adam I had them.
There was s****l attraction, to be sure. Adam glowed with it. It was the first thing anyone noticed about him because, like a boxer with a solid left hook, he led with it. He propositioned me first thing; I declined, and after that we were friends. Will was harder to read. It took him four mon
