Well, right off the bat he said that the quarterback had bet the whole offensive line a keg that he would have me before the first game. He made them ...ay off and the drunken story was spread to the whole team."If I hadn't been so mad, I think I would have died on the spot."That's when this young coach told me he'd taken the quarterback out back of the hotel and 'reasoned' with him until he agreed to tell the whole team that he'd used some chicken blood on his car seat so he wouldn't have to buy. ” He pulled out a pocketknife and sliced the bindings. “Although I suspect that the way you’re wearing it, you’d probably end up floating face down. Next time, try rolling it up, and tying it in a bundle, then holding on.”Jason looked surprised but nodded as he considered this. He shrugged out of the improvised life preserver and followed the others inside. Everybody was still standing and heading towards the galley/dinette, with the rest of his family asking for something to drink. They had. " Greg's pause was imperceptible before he continued to eat. John watched him slap some mashed potatoes on his plate before attacking the chicken."I thought you would keep it since you plan on bringing Seth and Debbie." Greg had difficulty keeping the bitterness from his voice. He absorbed himself in dissecting the breast."Well that would have been the economical thing to do, but I don't think it would have been good for any of us." Greg warmed a little at this. He glanced at his father before. He slid her first one strap and then the other off her shoulders. He then reached in between her breasts and unfastened her bra. With his hands he cupped both of her breasts, but they were larger than his hands and they ran over the sides. She leaned down and nibbled on his nipples through his shirt before raising it up. She next nibbled on the other one, taking little bites. It was his turn to moan and lean toward her. While she sucked on his nipple, she lowered her hands and unbuttoned his.