Lover? I still didn't know if she was aware of what we had done the last couple of nights, and if she wasn't I certainly couldn't tell her or she'd th...nk I had raped her!Had I raped her? Both times she seemed to enjoy it...you can't rape the willing, right? Right?---I woke up as I had the previous two nights, hearing my sister in distress. I had worn my boxers to bed so what had happened before wouldn't happen again.As I made my way into the bedroom I calculated a good angle to approach Reg to. I felt warm all over. We stood there close together the three of us while we asked each other questions about ourselves. All the while, Rick kept his hand on the small of my back. It made me nervous and warm all at the same time. Occasionally, Ed’s eyes would dart to my breast which I am sure was heaving because I was having difficulty breathing evenly with these two men so close to me and all alone in Rick’s house. “What?” I was brought back from my wandering thoughts by Ed’s question. . Free agency meant that players eventually earned a reasonable chance to sell their services for their real value. And, boy, when folks had found out how high that "real value" was, everybody -- players and management alike -- had been shocked!Big salaries and free agency also frequently led to individual star players getting long-term contracts at guaranteed wages, so teams had to think twice -- three times -- before letting a player go whose paycheck would go on -- and on -- long after the. "I do know you. Are you really upset with Shelly?" Yes," she whispered. "No. Oh, I don't know." Do you think you're less attractive than Shelly because she went out with that Steve guy?" I said."It's just..." she continued."You worry that you're more boring, plainer, don't you?" I said."Yes," she hissed."And now you're worried that even your new stepdaughter's more adventurous than you, don't you?"She just stared at me.I smiled at her."Far from it," I said. "You are one of the hottest, sexiest.