“I don’t hear anything,” Jake said, his mind in too much turmoil to hear much of anything outside of his own rampaging thoughts.Then he heard it... too. He followed the sound over to Tanya’s purse and picked it up, glared studiously at it for a moment without opening it, then handed it to Frank, saying, “Tanya must have a beeper.”“There’s no service up here,” Frank told him, opening the purse and looking inside. Nothing inside the purse was beeping or blinking. The sound had to be coming from. To Becky:If he gets frisky let me know. I'll kick his ass. LolFrom Becky:He said you couldn't if you tried.To Becky:I did it before and I'll do it again.From Becky:When did you kick his ass?To Becky:A few years back, he kissed the woman of a good friend and was about to get his ass beat, so I beat his ass instead.From Becky:Such a good friend...To Becky:He would have gotten much worse from the other guy. We should have won an Oscar for that performance.From Becky:Lol. When will you be home? . "Aye fucking jellyfish?" I heard a familiar voice crawling over my crumpled body. "Hailey?!" I asked in bewilderment, and the two of us embraced in the longest hug I could remember. "Is that a tear? Oh you're such a wimp" she said with playful laughter. "All this time and you've gone soft on me." HEY!" I shot back. "I absolutely have never gone *soft* on you." That's actually completely true" she giggled. "Did I catch you off guard?" "Yes!" I couldn't help but laugh. "This is such bullshit. I. All in all, I ended up fucking eleven guys, right there on the pool table. I sucked them all until they were good and hard, and then I let every one of them have a turn in my pussy! After the last guy was done with me, I straightened back up, pulled my skirt down, and put my halter-top back on. Then I asked if anyone cared to buy me a drink. Well, as you can imagine, I had no trouble getting a free drink. I hung around at the bar for the rest of the afternoon, playing pool and getting to.