Tom, Philip, and Larry all walked in, and Janet wondered what these three hunks had in mind for them to come see her in her school office. Janet didn'... know if the three jocks were there for school purposes or exactly what. Maybe they'd cooked up some scheme in planning for the next meeting of the Group and they wanted to bounce the idea off of her before they took it to her husband. Janet knew she'd soon find out but just sitting there looking at the three gorgeous young athletic men had. The lads wanted to go into town, so we took a tram to Dam Central. A stroll through the Red Light district got the guys talking.-You ever fucked a prostitute, Uncle Fun Guy? Asked Jamie (Cheech... or Chong, I can't remember.)-Nah, I said, -I prefer my sluts to come gratis.-I'm gonna have one tonight.-Fair enough, you're in Amsterdam, after all. It was still too early for any real action, but there were a couple of windows with girls in them, mostly looking bored, as families with c***dren. ’ ‘And…’ she added, though she didn’t expect to hear herself saying it, ‘I can accompany you and support your request for answers.’ He blinked, paling. ‘You’d do that?’ ‘Yes. Funny, isn’t it?’ Just then, a newcomer announced, ‘Excuse me, please.’ All eyes turned to the new arrival in the still-open doorway: a slender, hairless humanoid with smooth lime-green skin patched in blues and purples within the wattles under his extended face, wattles extending down to his flat chest, necessitating a. " Last day of camp, we're going to have a Bigfoot contest between him and Duffy," LaCross remarked. "I'd suggest a sumo wrestling match but I'm sure that would violate the Collective Bargaining Agreement."The men broke up to head to the training room where lunch was laid out. Brock fell in beside his manager."You know, I sort of like these guys," Brock mentioned."You like everyone," LaCross said."Yeah, I'm a real softie, aren't I?" Brock retorted. "I was actually pretty impressed with how well.