"Girlfriend, we've got to find you some real dick!" Wendy crowed. "You're cute as hell. I bet half the guys at this college would want to get some of ...hat." What's your answer?" Bethany asked Allison, hoping to push the attention away."Swallow or wear that spunk like something from Proud Mary," Allison giggled. "I love the taste of a guy." Ew!" Wendy and Tina chimed."I'm serious. I'd do just that if it didn't make me so fucking horny to do it," Allison promised."Only foreplay for me," Tina. I managed to shove the second one in after it … then something happened. I think … yeah, I remember it now … I was shifting a little trying to get all the balls inside me when Joey pressed his hand down on my clit, maybe not on it exactly, maybe a bit higher up and things went crazy.” Barb hesitated a moment in her fingering to ask, “You went crazy?” “Yeah,” Inger replied in a dreamy tone. “I went fuckin’ crazy ‘cause the first ball was rubbin’ my G-Spot.” “You feel it, don’t you?” He says. . "He will say that adults will be adults and there is nothing he could do for us. Even Tony the tennis coach might be fired just for show. He could then rehire him back next week. I checked and Tony is very popular there, especially with the ladies if you know what I mean. He might hire him back to save face with the club members. But remember Bobby, mostly the men pay for the club dues and the woman go also. Don't forget that fact, because it will be important in leverage with Mr. Rydell." he. She looked at Oscar and he nodded at her encouragingly. She looked at the phone once more, steeled herself and then picked it up. ‘Mullins Insurance,’ she said. ‘How can I help you?’ Oscar smiled at her and then grabbed the coffee cart. He pushed it into Leslie’s office and saw that she had just finished packing a box with her personal possessions. ‘Hi Leslie,’ he said. ‘Hello Oscar,’ she said. She looked vaguely confused and blinked in surprise when she looked down at the box on her desk.