I don't know what there is to do Friday..." I'm sure we'll think of something," she replied. "What time?" Umm ... How about six? Does that work for yo...?" Six is fine. Why don't we meet at the bus stop at the corner of Fitch and Racquette?" Or, I could come over there," he suggested."I love the Tech campus," she replied. "It's a real campus -- not like State -- a bunch of buildings in the middle of town. It's so pretty in the winter." Okay -- I'll wait for you at the bus stop at six." I can't. Heather's head thrashed back and forth against her father's broad chest, her breathing ragged."Come on, baby girl," he murmured against her damp hair. "You know what Daddy wants."He pressed his free hand against her lower abdomen just above her pubic bone. Heather grew rigid as she strained toward the next peak of the intense orgasm that continued to rock her petite, young body. Mack could feel the hard bundle of nerves in the upper wall of his daughter's drenched pussy beneath his fingertips. Did she tell you what happened?”“I’m not sure I trust her version of events. Why don’t you tell me your side, and I’ll figure the truth is somewhere in between.”“Basically, I asked her to go steady, and she said she couldn’t handle that, and made it clear she wasn’t ready to go steady anytime soon. She’s jealous of all the other girls I have as friends or am dating casually. Nancy was the ONLY one I was dating seriously, but given her commitment issues, I did date casually. The cause of the. Another player gets the mid-balls, the six through the ten, and the other player has the eleven through the fifteen. The object of the game is to be the last player with one or more of their balls on the table.“We decide who has which group by the break. If you make a ball on the break, you get to choose which group you want. You continue shooting until you miss. When the next player shoots, they choose between the remaining two groups and shoot until they miss,” Bill said.“How do we decide.