What am I going to do about your father? He’s obviously screwing around on me. I am NOT going to let him get away with this!”“You could screw ar...und on him?” I suggested.“Oh, yeah ... I suppose you know someone I could sleep with honey?” she giggled.“Mom, you could use Richard. He’s really good!” Cassie said coming out from behind me.“He is, is he?” she replied with a smile.“Quiet please Cassie, it’s rude to talk about what you and Rich have done,” Pam said.“I need to get dressed,” mom said,. This kid was important to her because he was important to Simone. If I hadn't figured that out by then, which I had, I would have during that basket.When the basket was over, I held the ball. "Now let's switch."He looked puzzled, but kept quiet. I was going to like this kid, I could tell.This basket took much longer. Much. I nearly molested Sally right there on the court. Hell, I did molest her, and she loved it. JT's eyes bugged out as he watched how closely I guarded the smaller blonde's. She appeared to be completely oblivious to our presence, but yet she never turned her back to us even when it would have been more convenient for her to do so.Nathan nudged Gordon next to him and apparently asked him something telepathically which Gordon nodded a definite affirmative to. I was bewildered at how captivated the other guys were, even Nathan at that point watched her every move like it was their first porno movie or something. I finally gave Nathan a nudge and threw him a. The suit was causing Harrison problems upstairs, and if it hadn’t been for Father Bob’s connections, it might have caused him real trouble. He’d backed off going after Whitestone officially, but had already decided that the man had caused him enough trouble. He wondered why the hell the Tankers hadn’t taken care of that issue yet. Useless fucks. Well, no matter. He had connections of his own.Turning his attention to the issue at hand, he returned to his reading and saw that Weston was dating.