Wow! It was so totally unexpected that the meaning behind it was pure sexual rather than with any tenderness. Rachel was getting "hot"! "That’s to k...ep you going until later", she said, the lights of the pub catching her eyes. It was not done out of mischief or of teasing me, the tone of her voice dripped lust. Exiting the car we walked quickly to the pub door. Opening it for Rachel she entered and I followed rather sheepishly not knowing what to expect.My gaze was diverted from Rachel's. That's Dale. I can't believe it. He's not going to do that. He's not going to..." her voice trailed off in disbelief as the video continued. "Yea, yea you can have it. Come pull it out. Come wrap those fag lips around my dick," Randy said on the screen.I watched as Randy slid closer to her on the couch. He studied her face which was glued to the screen... watching me as I crawled over to Randy on the video. I was glued to the video screen as I saw the image of me, pulling Randy's shorts down.. She turned around and looked at Clive who was carrying the bottle of Galliano as well as his own glass. His eyes turned towards the stairs. “We’re going to be going up there anyway,” he told her before brushing past her. Sara followed him upstairs. At the top he stopped and turned round, “Which one?” There were three to choose from. She thought about choosing one of the spare bedrooms but deep down inside she preferred her own bedroom; the marital bedroom that she shared with her Ian. There. Enjoyable even.Who was I kidding? Detroit losing was always a good thing!I teased Steve about it as soon as I saw him the next night. "Not going to have any problem with Calgary, huh? What was that you were saying? Not going to choke like my Avs?"He grinned and sheepishly shrugged his shoulders. His smile was warm and playful and I couldn't help but grin back."What can I say?" Steve said. "Even the Wings can't triumph all the time. Maybe we should see if they want Sandy in goal." He feigned the.