He loved when guys and girls noticed her. The game was in the third period. That’s the last period for non-hockey fans. A fight broke out right at ...he glass where Lucky and James sat, James whispered to Lucky a dare. “Show them.” He urged in her ear.Lucky blushed as she looked back at him. He egged her on until Lucky agreed, but only to a quick flash. She wiggled her top open and out popped one of her thirty-six double D tits. The fighting stopped the moment the players saw. TV cameras zoomed. ‘Hey, Alex.’ She whistled softly. He stopped talking. ‘Can we resume this conversation some other time? I’m not feeling too swell today.’ She clenched her eyes closed and rubbed her forehead for added effect. Not that it was hard to look stressed, anyways. Yes, that’s right. Get rid of him, sweets. Michael laughed, sufficiently adding to Aligail’s headache. She’d ignore him for now. Or try to. ‘Oh, yeah, sure. Sorry for not noticing right away.’ Aligail took a peek at him from between her. Let’s face it: anyone can take out their wallet and hand over some currency to satisfy a lost bet. What could be easier? It was much, much more difficult to have to take off your clothes and let others feast their eyes on your personal parts, or surrender your body for another’s use, or be compelled to engage in some embarrassing or humiliating activity to satisfy a lost bet. Of course, being on the other side, winning and receiving the payoff was exponentially better than being handed a piece. It was the confirmation of our love for each other. The next several weeks were pretty tame as compared to the last several months. The three of us continued going to our square dance lessons every Friday and our regular dances were the 1 st and 4 th Saturdays. Jacqui usually couldn’t get off work for those, but Michelle and I enjoyed our time together. There was one Friday that I’d been sick, so Michelle picked up Jacqui and they went without me. Afterward, they went to dinner with the square.