It didn't seem to faze the girls at all. Their toes dug in and they were maintaining their footing much better than were the men who were playing in s...eakers. The game moved along, with the men essentially unable to advance the ball out as far as their own thirty yard line.They soon found that Cathy's kicking ability was not confined to place kicks. The first time she punted, the girls' line of scrimmage was at the forty and Cathy was kicking from her twenty-five. In spite of the soaking-wet. Roseane rubs her sore cheek,,,You cow! You come to my party and disrespect me! Who do you think you are!.? Nobody does this to me! Nobody!.I've never liked you! Roseane says and now it's time I showed you how much I don't like you!I challenge you to a no holds barred catfight ! Tonite! Right here! Everyone watching intently,,,surprised at the turn of events,,,thier were several hundred people at the gathering,,,,Rosie says ok! If that's what you want! I'm game,,,Roseanne sneers one. "They're trying to close this place, Arlie," she observed."Yeah, let's pay up and go. We ought to be able to sneak back into the Hilton lobby by now without running into old classmates whose names we can't remember." Too bad I made you throw away your 'Swifty' badge. People never forget the class jock." Oh, they've probably forgotten me, because I never played football," Arlie said. "In Ohio, football was king. Our baseball coach's first order of business every April was to try to get the. .. communication! Very important." Chewing her lip, Cherry turned and strode away into Eric's bedroom, her jacket and shirt crumpling onto the floor. She was used to this- Eric was so compulsively devoted to the rules he made for himself, she learned to work with the procedures. Kicking off her skirt at the foot of his bed, she stood at his dresser in nothing but a plain, white, cotton undershirt and panties. She pulled out a well-decorated strip of leather, then walked over to the mirror by.