.. a wish, if you will. Phrase it however you'd like. I guarantee you'll get it."I've got to admit it. I was tempted. Such was the intensity of my fee...ings for Beryl that I was actually considering setting aside my oaths to service and country for the chance at her safety. But there was something wrong. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something he wasn't telling me. I also knew that Beryl might never forgive me for joining them, so I told him, "No. I can't take the chance." Pity. It. Although also according to them, their mere presence made any party instantly cool. Those two assertions were logically incompatible, but we're talking about football players here, so you have to lower your intellectual judgment standards a LONG way.I was pretty sure I hadn't invited any football players, and I was equally sure I didn't want them here. I was seriously tempted to kick them out by myself. There being four of them versus one of me would doubtless lead to their refusing, and then. It was just one delirious wave of pleasure after another. I was pushed up with every other thrust; my body would only stand it for a few seconds, and then collapse around him in a wave. And then he'd do it again. And so would I.Eventually he came. I was so worked up I could actually feel his spurts. That had never happened to me before. That made me spiral out of control one last time, a long, intense climax that swept me away.I recovered slowly. Well, I didn't really recover, I just sort of. After dinner they returned home. Padma accompanied Jessie till his home. Jessie thanked Padma for all her support. Jessie asked Padma to leave as it was late at night. But Padma smirked and said no. Jessie asked whether should he come with her to her home. Padma smiled mischievously, something that Jessie had never seen in her, and nodded her head to say no. Then Padma, without any signal, took of her red top in a flash. She was in a bra that was colored one with a lot of flower images embedded.