“I was just outside doing some work in the garden.” He pointed to the dirt on his shirt.“Mom will get mad if you get the couch muddy,” Wendy w...rned him.“Right.” He agreed. He slid off the couch and sat down next to her on the floor. She scooted away from him slightly. “It sure is hot today.” He fanned his shirt in an exaggerated way. He wanted to give her an excuse for the way she was dressed. He could not stop his eyes from moving down to her bare thighs though. Her legs were folded in such a. “You’re an actress?”“I am.”“Successful I’d guess from this place?” Sometimes it’s nice when people don’t recognise you.“Yes, I’ve been very lucky. You have to be in my game. Where’s your colleague, er…”“Shirley?” I nodded as I took a sip of the hot, rich coffee. “She’s at home. Her husband’s away and one of her kids is poorly.” I must have looked a bit surprised. “Ah, Heather has been briefing you,” she smiled. “She caught us snogging in the barn. Shirley kicks both ways, I don’t.”I didn’t. Well, girls. We’re going to help him with that problem, while he takes some of the tasks off Liya’s plate. He says that he’s able and willing to travel with the team, so get used to seeing him every day. I suggest that on home game days like this, all of you expedite getting into your shorts more quickly than, say, Shameka.”There was much snickering.“We did not have enough time to get the job done today, but he’ll have an ID badge like Liya’s, Civia’s, and Crewe’s before practice tomorrow.. They both giggled and said ok. As i walk in i realize Margee was pinching my ass hard for fun, she had quite a grip. I was pretty buzzed at the time but in the back of my mind i liked being pinched. As i put them back on their feet, i walked over to the bar in the living room and asked of they wanted to do some shots of Patron tequila. margee instantly said, "Im more of a whiskey drinker",and emily instantly shot back;"Really?, an irish redhead who likes whiskey? who wouldve thought. After a.