”Wow! I think we just got our first endorsement as the cameras were still rolling.We had four hours before Lissa’s semi-final match this evening. ...he Men’s and Women’s Open and Pro Division semis were back-to-back in prime time. Melody headed back to the lobby as the rest of us hit the showers. I encouraged Allison and Lissa to take extra time in the showers and get a good rub-down before joining us. Lissa would have no booth duty today, but I felt that I needed to go up and give Melody some. Maybe if I just ignore it, the stupid thing will go down. I focus on my cereal, on the delicious, sugary-cinnamon taste of these delightful little--okay, that's not working. I can feel my plumping meat pushing against the pouch of my tight briefs and pulling them tighter against my ass. It feels good. NO! Not here. Not at the goddamn kitchen table! Uhhhh... I can't let it get inside my head. Just concentrate on anything else, really."So! Uh, Rick, what's going on today?" My older brother Rick. “Howdy Rev. McCoy and howdy to you too, Hoot. What brings you two all the way out here so early? I hope there’s not bad news of any kind.”“No, Mr. Michaels, we’re here on business and we need to talk to you about something that Hoot wants real bad over in that old barn back yonder.”“I bet I know what it is too, Hoot. You want that old Harley that belonged to my son don’t you?”“Yes Sir Mr. Michaels. I saw it the other day when I was cutting across your place on my way back to town, and knew. Why? Are you jealous?” I goaded. She glared at me. “No, I was just wondering who the girl in the Jeep was.” She said casually. I knew she was trying to throw me off, and she knew I knew that she was. “That was Grace. She’s just a friend.” I said wondering what all she’d seen. I made my move carefully. “I don’t kiss my friends that way.” She said. “Actually it looked like you were eating her face off.” She made her next move capturing three of my pieces..