We need to get the security guys to move a little faster, Jake thought as Matt's solo wound down and the final verse began. Half the time I don't even...see these chicks coming until they're on top of me.Point Of Futility ended. Jake bantered with the crowd for a few seconds and then they launched into The Thrill Of Doing Business. The crowd stomped and cheered, singing along with Jake through the entire tune. No more bibles came up and no more women rushed the stage. They ended the song with a. She knocked on my door and came in. She was a little tipsy. "Hey Yank! Can you get some more pairs of stockings for the girls? We'll pay you for them." she half whispered, standing in the doorway. I told her it was too risky and I could get in serious trouble if caught. She gently pleaded with me but I refused. " That is a shame 'cus the girls legs would look great in these." She pulled her dress up once again. Her stocking-ed thighs aroused my penis instantly. She noticed it pushing against. "I saw that girl on the way out here," she said. "Did she just leave?"I told her she left a few minutes ago.Beth started looking around and saw my bedroom door closed. She walked over and opened it."Your bed was made so nicely before," she said. "But it's rumpled now. Do you care to explain?"I told her I didn't care to explain, but if she needed to know Amber had been in there for a while."I better not find any panties," she said — and actually started to look."Well, you might," I said with a. She had amediocre education (still better than mine, I have to admit), ruthlessambition, and a fucking amazing body. Brainless and phoney as hell,though.Tom loved that chick. Her name was Tammy. I think. What a bitch. ButTom had a thing for her. And so did I at first. I was new to this wholeoffice pool shark thing, and lost my common sense for a bit. Tom was anup-and-comer as well, in a different division. We both fought over thissilly cow, and I won, if bringing a girl like Tammy home can.