"Wellyour experience could certainly be of some use. How about we hold tryouts on Monday and you can help me select the squad?" Coach suggested."You m...an I can choose who I play with?" I asked. "Help," Coachcorrected me, flashing a smile, "and if all goes well, we might evenmake you captain, but we will wait and see who turns up first." I noddedagreeing. After that I got up and headed to my next class.After school I met up with Hannah and Linda outside. George it seemedhad already gone on ahead. She knew it meant getting a new job but with Gregg knowing her slut ways, this job was over anyway.“So who wants to fuck this pussy first? Either one of you small dicks an eager ass man?” Maybe taunting was not a good idea but Jenny was determined to be in charge of this session. She was surprised her boss was up for this. He always portrayed himself as a family man, a London earned PhD with the matching genetic pedigree. Richard, not Rick, he was a proper gentleman. Now the lust was bright in. She did this by becoming one of them, takingup the name Lori, adopting their accent, intensifying her fitness regimeto slim down to size 12 and being friendly to all, especially The BlondeSet. Most importantly, Lori invited all the girls in her year to hersixteenth birthday party on Saturday 31 January 1987.Lori now had Whitehouse and Pamela in the palm of her hand and had noproblem persuading them to lay on a fabulous party for Lori's sweetsixteenth at a posh country hotel. In her beautiful. Both of them knew they wouldn't see one another for a long time, if ever, but they instinctively knew that what they had shared was too intense for an everyday relationship. Nothing would ever make it routine. It was a blazing, incandescent moment, thrillingly pure and timeless."No one can come close to you in my heart, Laura," Brandi whispered to her as they parted. "Just remember that."She gave Laura a picture, a publicity shot of her fantastic body, and signed it on the back."So nobody has.