Teagan smiled. "Ah, borrowing the boyfriend's clothes. I thought that was just girls who stay the night without a set of clothes to wear the next day," she teased with a grin. "I'm sure you looked smashing and him to, whoever he is."
She shifted in her seat, but a grin settled on her face. "Well, yeah, a plan. Part one is to convince him to go one date with me. Just one. Second, have sex with him. Third, mutually agree we do not have any chemistry to date. Four, decide mutually again that we do have other chemistry and it won't effect our friendship if we continue to fuck. And sex, convince him that he can continue with what he do so I'm not stopping him from anything. It'd work... if only I can convince him of step one not being a bad idea since we both already know it leads to step two. For someone who claims to have sex so much, he really needs to just agree already." She held up her hand and gestured to Sam. "I realize you are a gay man and maybe this question is lost on you, but if you were straight, wouldn't you want to fuck me? A given now is you don't and I'm not positioning you, trust me. I don't have sex with gay men; I don't have the equipment they like and can accept that. But... if you were straight?"