"Cut the dramatics, Sandy," Cassy chuckled, "and pick." "All right, dare," Sandy finally said. Cassy thought about it. "Drink from the toilet," she ...aid. "Gross! No way!" Sandy complained. Cassy shrugged and gestured to Sandy. "Fine. Your shirt it is then." Sandy sighed and stripped off her shirt to the obvious delight of Dylan and Sterling. They were all in stages of undress; Cassy was only wearing a sexy little thong, Dylan was completely naked, Sterling had only some boxers on, Rachel. I went to my car and removed the device. I looked at it, and went to my trunk. I opened my trunk and put the device in a baggie I had for just this situation. I closed my trunk, and drove to my attorney's office.I opened the trunk, and got my cargo out, IE, the tracker. I was soon seated with my attorney, and telling him the latest in my list of complaints against the government. I plopped the device down on his desk."This is the third one I have removed from my car. Now, either the government. “You have no idea how I feel when I look at you,” he sighed.“Oh yes I do,” she said, looking pointedly at the front of his boxers, which were obscenely tented out.She picked up a pair of powder blue laced panties.“Leave them off,” he said, softly.“You mean go to the banquet ... without panties?” She sounded shocked.“Exactly.”“But why?”“Because I want to dance with you, knowing that if I reach under your dress, I can feel your naked pussy,” he admitted.“That is so nasty, Bob!“ she gasped.“I. ”“That’s the way life can go sometimes. Sure, I feel sad and Abby knows it but all I have to do is look at her alive and vibrant and I know I made the right choice. I’d prefer a seat behind any NHL team’s bench you get drafted by.”“You sure want a lot!” He kidded. “That’ll be a few years from now.”Karen closed the door behind her and closed the blind. She placed a ‘Private Party’ sign in the window. She looked at who was in the room and wrote down the names on two lists, one male and one.