Arnie turned his head, as he was about to mount the stone steps. ‘Oh, by the way, better strip him too! We don’t want to be accused of sexism, now...do we?’ All three of them guffawed loudly, then Arnie returned to his favorite plaything, trailed by Bull. After both Arnie and Bull had departed, Butch cut the clothes off Mike, and after running his eyes over both naked prisoners, he also shuffled off someplace. ‘I’m sorry darling, this is all my fault!’ Mike groaned, as he stared at the tears. " And don't forget South Carolina," called out Eddie Whitehead.Pick whirled around and pointed, first at Eddie, and then at me. "That's right, the Gamecocks." As he pointed my way, he said, "Ain't that where that friend of yours plays, Sean? Trent What's-His-Name?" Abbott," I said. "Trent Abbott." Right, Abbott. Damn boy's got the tricks. He can score from damn near anywhere on the field." Pick shook his head as he recalled watching Trent."One player does not make a team," noted Jesse."Well,. He called on Saturday for a date and we went out last night." No, so how did it go?" asked Sarah intrigued."We went to a pub, you know the one on the river with all the decking outside not far from the bridge. Anyway we chatted about all sorts of things, he's in his second year at the university and his family live in London. The evening went ever so quick and before we knew it the bell went so he took me home. He's really nice and six foot of real hunk and..." Deedi's thoughts drifted. Although we have a great sex life, I get head or sex at least four times a week, even during her period (actually she is hornier during her period which is unlike most women I dated before meeting her). But when she drinks, she gets really wild and there are no limits. Her first facial, first anal, first fisting and first double penetration (a vibrator in her cunt while I fucked her ass) all happened while she was drunk. The next morning she always felt a little ashamed at how out of control.