The forlorn dopey looks on the half-drunk men, almost made Jan relent, but too much time and planning had gone into the next phase.Stan started to get...up, but Jan placed a restraining hand on his shoulder and said, "Keep your seats, boys, the games aren't over. That was just a warm up. Remember how we make the rules?" I'm more than warmed-up," slurred Bob, "Send me in coach, I'm ready to score." There'll be plenty of time for that," said Sandy. The guys nodded their heads in anticipation.Jan. I started with the black satin panties with asheer back, then a black garter belt. Long, ultra sheer black nylonstockings were next. My bra was part of a set with the panties andgarter belt, and as I adjusted it on my chest, it pushed my breasts upand in so that I had a noticeable cleavage. A little black half slipwas next. Then I sat at my makeup table and applied a formal eveninglook to my face. As I applied eyeliner, eyeshadow, and mascara, I sawthat almond-eyed, almost asian look. I cut through the weeds to follow.Although neither one of us looked neighborhood-native, no one seemed to pay much attention. It was New York, after all. I mean I got the occasional catcall and whistle, but that went with being a girl. With having boobs.Hersch cut through an alley and disappeared to the right. To the west. I fast-paced myself through the alley, resisting the urge to run. To catch up, to keep him in sight. Whether he really had information or was leading me into some kind of. I always just smiled. My eyes could see that Helen was a beautiful young woman but no other part of me was remotely interested in her or any woman. Jennifer still had a strong hold of my heart whilst Kate took everything left.The first year I was at involved with the team was a real learning curve for everyone concerned. Helen and I had to learn to work together, I needed to realise that thirteen year old girls could not do what I was used to and the girls had to learn how to trust us, me in.