The just-baked Italian bread was perfect to sop up the extra sauce. We went out to the Bentley that was at the front door as soon as we all finished. ...raffic was light, so we were at the Rack by six, in time to practice before the matches began. Katie was assuring Mattie that we would be by tomorrow night, Friday, for some fun matches. I know that I was ready for some competition. I rented another table and was practicing my stroke and shots while some lesser matches were being played. Guys. We all rode togher. We arrived at one of their friends place and she went to the bathroom to get ready. He took me aside and explained, as he had mentioned earlier, that he was 100% straight and that while eating her pussy full of his cock and cum that I was not to touch his cock or balls no matter what. I explained to him that it was going to be impossible not to make some incidental contact with him. We agreed on that and she came into the room.She laid on the bed and watched us as we removed. That afternoon during practice, she became the first girl at school to dunk a ball. The next day I had two more offering to take me home with them. By the time the teams were posted I had a total of seven more girls I had arrangements with two of them being the centers of both the JV and Varsity teams.I will say that I love long legs and both of them had them in spades, the three junior forwards were not bad either. The last two volunteers were freshmen that were good ball players. Asking the. Nita's old man is an asshole, her uncles are assholes, her older brother is an asshole. But that doesn't mean they don't think they're helping Nita. They're going to that man's restaurant in New York tonight. They're going to kill him."Kennedy laughed. "Juan Baptiste, surely someone told them who he is? Surely they know they'll never get close to him?" They don't care. This is machismo -- being a man. Nita's blood was spilled, her honor taken. It's do or die for them. Talk isn't going to do.