Susanne pleaded, somewhat weakly, "Bree, please don't." Don't what?" Bree asked, deviously.Susanne struggled to put into words what she wanted to say....Again her mind was screaming 'no, no, no' while her body was screaming 'yes, yes, yes'. Finally she sputtered, "Please stop, I am about to be married."Bree's hand didn't move. She smiled and said innocently, "Is that what the problem is? I have many women who have pleased me who are married." Bree looked around for someone she knew and then. The eleven teams that remain will now face the final challenge. I have not the slightest doubt you all will complete it and it will be a close call to determine the final team that will take the trophy home.”McElligott motioned with his hand and Admiral Stokes, the Ult and Commandant of Arsenal II used a small remote and a large field screen established itself behind them and above the platform. The Ult said. “To show you all just how well you did and to visualize for you how close the scores. We both knew where this conversation was heading!“I’ll give you three guesses and if you’re right let you take my panties off.” I told him, probably a bit corny.Actually the panties I had on were a sort of lavender colour and I doubted he’d guess right anyway! I was right Brian’s 3 guesses were rather predictably black, white and red.“No you’re way out.” I told him, lifting my skirt to prove it. “So you don’t get to take them off.”“Well hardly fair, I would never have guessed correctly. I don’t. The rest of the family is out, but what can I do for you?" Well, you're new in the neighborhood, and I'm sort of the messengeraround here. The neighborhood is throwing a BBQ tonight at the Johnson's.Almost everybody's gonna be there! He's making some honey-soaked ribstonight as a special!" Oh...that's great. Yes, we'll be there." 6 o'clock sharp." Mmhm, gotcha!" See you then." The two shook hands, and Mac's wide smile expressed hissurprise. "Look at me now...professional father." He stroked.