At just that minute, Sean came down the corridor still buttoning up his own shirt over his impressive chest. "Hey, Tara, what's going on?" he shouted.
"Oh no," I thought. There was no way out.
Dan pushed away from me. "You what, you little upstart?" he bellowed at Sean.
"What are you and Tara doing messing around?" Sean replied.
"I'm hugging my girl," Dan said simply.
"She ain't your girl."
"What the fuck?"
"You heard me, she ain't your girl. Tara is mine. Just because you're senior to me doesn't mean you can take my girl."
By this time Dan and Sean were squaring up. Although I was terrified at the position I'd got into, I couldn't help but feel impressed that these two fine specimens were fighting over me and attracted to them both.