He was interested in what the coach was telling him. ‘You mean my dad screwed around a lot when he was my age?’ ‘I probably shouldn’t be telli...g you stuff like this, ‘Coach said, ‘but there weren’t too many girls in high school or college your old man didn’t score with. Even some that weren’t overly good-looking. Your old man was a guy who liked variety in his poontang, and he liked lots of it, too. Looks weren’t a big thing for him, either. He used to say fucking the girl you’re with is better. Wagons on Portage. Got it. I dash off into the smoke towards Westwood. Perhaps I can still make it by nightfall. * * * Once I’m past the Moray bridge, the breathing is easier and the smoke has begun to clear. I consider that the fire may spread to the old one’s precious South End, but from this distance I realize what they’ve done – they’ve destroyed the only unihabited strip of the city. The rivers come in from the west and southwest and meet at the Forks downtown, south of the Tower. The. .wow I thought,now with all the searching and touching of her underwear I was really erect and really wanted to play with myself,so I stripped down and laid the corselettes on her bed and rubbed my cock head on the shiny silky huge tit cups and on the front of the corselette,I was in heaven it felt amazing doing that,I was also imagining Myra being dressed in the corselette telling me to rub myself on her huge silky covered tits.I then saw that I was smearing pre cum on her corselette,I could. " Why did you say Port Jackson, Sarah?" Chelle asked.Sarah looked at them in confusion. "Because it is. Port Jackson. Where I was born. What do you mean, that's the old name for Sydney?"Eddie answered. "Well, when the convicts first came here, the town was called Port Jackson, on Sydney cove. But about 1820 Governor Macquarie renamed the town to Sydney Town. No one has used the old name for nearly two hundred years." You lie. You're both monsters. I know that you're going to kill me."Eddie.