I wouldn't mind dumping my load in another girl, I had to admit.Cressida might be generously-proportioned, but she was pretty, with lots of smooth, ro...nded curves, and boobs which were so big they would take a while to explore thoroughly."Are you sure that's what you want?" I asked.She nodded. It would have been a shy smile, except this girl was not shy at all. She unfastened the buttons on her blouse.It was about this time that I had a fleeting thought. It had to be fleeting, because I'm a. If you continue to develop, there is no ceiling for your talent. The main thing I see you lacking is belief in yourself."When did Tracy get this knowledgeable about football? Then I grasped what a stupid question that was. Tracy was motivated and smart. She had watched a lot of football when cheerleading. She was also a Daddy's girl. She would spend time with him watching football."But..." No buts. You already are showing leadership abilities. Luke is amazed at how you have brought the team. That next morning, we were beyond hung over. We had planned a rafting trip, but didn't feel up to making it. We hung back in our tent, eventually making our way to have a quick swim to try to refresh ourselves and feel better for that night . After dinner we made our fire again, and the husband from the campsite next to us wandered over. We asked where his wife was, and he said she in for the night. Too much drinking for her the night before, but she did manage to force herself to raft that. His body mangled and ripped and not a drop of blood anywhere. He should be dead, but isn’t. The man groans and kicks trying to stop the menacing torture. Nothing works. The beast is enjoying this, tearing through his body. He could only imagine how many other people were here with him. He couldn’t see any, but he hears them. And he is sure they hear him. This is Hell. He closes his eyes. ‘Clear!’ electricity courses though his nervous system. Trying to jump start his brain. Nothing. ‘More.