Barbie Jo Adventures Part 4

Sunday night with Dave

I picked up the phone, "Just couldn't get enough of me, could you?" I asked into the mouth piece, in my sexiest Barbie Jo voice. Thinking it was Dallas, who I just left, sexually satisfied, sitting in his car.

"You got that right," a strange voice said..

Puzzled, and now freaked out because I just identified to someone, the fact that Barbie Jo and my "other" self have the same phone number. "Who is this?" Barbie Jo asked.

"Uh, I thought you knew, that's why Barbie Jo answered, isn't it?" The voice said.

Now realizing who it was, I was able to wiggle out of this embarrassing situation. "I knew who it was, Dave, I was just having some fun. How did you know to call me at this number? Barbie Jo asked.

"Wanda explained everything to me, I have to admit, I was quite surprised who you really were." Dave said.

"That was nice of Wanda to do that," I sarcastically said. "And you still called me."

"Fuck yeah, you are so hot Barbie Jo," Dave breathed. "Umm, I was wondering if you want to go out with me tonight, maybe to a movie?"

I was totally burned out from the weekend adventures I went through. Since Friday morning, I had a three hour sleep Friday night, three more hours on Saturday afternoon and about three hours this morning. With way too much liquor and coke, I was crashing hard. I told him I didn't think it was a good idea, that I was pretty tired.

"Wanda said to give you a call, that you would definitely be up for it," he said disappointingly. "She said that you guys went out Friday night and you felt uncomfortable being the odd person without a date. That some guy asked you out, but you had to say no because he didn't know you were a guy. Otherwise you would have gone out with him. Well I know you're a guy and I want to go out with you; I mean Barbie Jo. If you don't want to go out with me, just say so. She told me, you went home early Saturday morning. So why are you so tired?" He asked.