"Oh, congrats lil' Jimmy," he offered with a grin."Um, thanks. What sort of pairings were you referring to?"He gestured dismissively with his hand. "O..., don't worry about it. I got it all taken care of. Worked out perfectly."I was really confused at this point. "What worked out perfectly?"He laughed. "The women's bracket. We needed to narrow it down to three chicks per side, and we had six earn signatures, so we're good. We're gonna split you four up with two guys to a side, and you'll each. I'm sure this came as a surprise to youas I sort of snuck it on you. You see when you came in and I saw youenjoyed your little stroll I couldn't believe what a sissy you were. Iwas quite unable to accept this and thought of it as a little revengefor enjoying what was supposed to be slightly frightening for you. Additionally, in case you haven't noticed last night, I used longlasting makeup products on you. Your makeup shouldn't run or fade for atleast four or more days and won't be completely. I pull my car up to your butt stop. Place one hand on your thigh and just grind away. Rubbin on you until I feel friction. Taking fast and hard, flushed with emotion I just grab on to you and moan to the ceiling. Feeling the pressure, just press my feet down to brace for your tidal wave. Already moaning out of control, sweat running down my balls and precum on my pants I put it down slow. Take my time away from the rush to the slow grind, moving to your rhythm; in perfect sync with your body.. What was Ed doing when he passed out?”Shuana answered, “He’s been going through all of these IRS files here. Must have been hundreds of them. Each one seemed to take more out of him. Finally, he just collapsed.”There was silence at the other end of the line for almost a full minute. Afraid that they had been cut off, Shuana was about to call out hello when John said, “Inside his shirt is a medallion. Don’t try to remove it, just pull it outside his shirt.”Feeling very ill at ease, Shuana.