Who am I?" I read further, and though it didn't go into specifics about what I was hoping it would, there was enough there that hinted at something de...per, more profound. I decided to take a chance, sending off an email to the address listed for contacting. At first I wasn't sure what to write, what to send in hopes that Chris would respond back to me as quickly I hoped for. I sent: She is me...I sat back trying not to think about any of this, not yet. It was almost too overwhelming for me as. We've had our little secret "girl talks" in the ladies room and have been plotting over you two since we met. Now I'm just waiting for her call so we can get the ball rolling." OK, OK! Don't get your tits in and uproar!" I said laughing. "Wow! I was thinking, this is one fucking head strong woman! She gets her sights set and there's no stopping her. Gonna have to watch it around her!" My pager started beeping again. I looked at the code; "All Clear" it showed. I showed it to Diane, and tossed. On top of which, this solo ass play was making me so horny that my pussy began to get sopping wet, and when I stood up from the wooden bench there were two small shiny puddles of pussy juice and butt lovin. I decided that if I was really going to try on bikini bottoms I should probably go to the bathroom and remove the balls so that I didn't make a mess of every one. I wasn't in a rush to get to the restroom at this point, so I decided to browse through a jewelry shop. The crazy started when. We got back before the rest of the team returned from the Leno show taping. I did some laps in the hotel pool before dinner since I had some free time.I spoke with Coach Ferguson about my idea of taking our punt and kickoff return teams to dinner as a thank you for their efforts this season. He thought it was a great idea. He checked our schedule and decided that the 28th of December would be the best night for the dinner. I went on-line back in my room and Googled Gale's Italian Restaurant..