She tried a different tact. She sneered and said, “You were screwing your sister!”Vasily’s face contorted like it was in a blender. “I do not ...crew sister!” he said, his accent and grammar hammering his speech.Carie’s phone chimed. A text message from Eric: “She’s a boot camp personal trainer. They were working out in his apartment. They’re like hard core fitness fanatics.”“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Eric,” Carie thought, wincing and pressing her cellphone into her forehead as she cursed her cousin’s. Samantha, her sister, and two cousins had already made up their minds; these four Young Bucks were the ones for them. They’d already told their mothers what they had decided in just over a day after meeting the three Crow boys and Pike.“Ezra, put my money up to match yours. If you get some good odds, double up on them if they can stand it. Cheyenne will win this race, I can feel it in him just like all the other times we raced,” Little Eli told his brother, handing him a roll of bills.“Ezra,. John suddenly blurted, "Look up Nena. Look at me."Nena slowly looked up at John, who was sitting less then five feet away on a rickety wooden chair, naked except for his shorts. His stiff cock was straining against the material, like an obscene pup tent. He smiled stiffly at Nena. Gazing at all that firm brown flesh. Willing himself desperately not to touch himself, but to wait for the inevitable. That's what Constancia promised all of them."Buen trabajo," Constancia said, "Now, take the finger. " I was fighting back thetears, but I recovered. We stopped hugging and I took a deep breath.---PensiveFor most of the party Richard and I had spent time together and createda deeper connection than we previously had. I quickly felt safe in hiscompany. In the few moments we weren't together, a few of the other menhad shown some interest in me, but Richard's return would quickly leavethem feeling defeated. I had to admit their interest made me feel good.I was feeling some strange feelings along.