Unable to handle the stress of the situation, she began to drink, as she usually did. She reached into her bag that hung at her side and eyed the amou...t of money she had and then pulled out her flask of grog and took a swig. As each contestant stepped onto the stage, she would listen to what they had to offer and she would bid what she could afford, still saving enough to hopefully win Lance. She drank in between each one and between each bid. She was completely and utterly drunk. She had not. Be back here in forty-five minutes,” she said as she ripped the sheet from her pad and presented it to the Queen of the Kitchen.“Belinda and Sky, saddle-up for a recon mission. Take the bikes and the drone. Pack as many spare batteries as you can. We need high-def recordings of the town. Focus on security and conditions on the ground. Still, capture points of interest. Brenda, can you give ‘em a hand with their kits?”“How ya doing, Wolfie?” Belinda teased and dismounted from her Onex bike, and. I motioned towards the bathrooms. Candy winked and nodded that she understood. I left an obscenely large tip and then went to the restroom doors to wait on her. I didn’t have to wait long.Candy walked up to me, put her hand on my chest, and grabbed my shirt. With one hard jerk she pulled me into the supply room next to the men’s room. I did not resist.As soon as she locked the door, she turned towards me and pushed me against the wall. I wrapped my arms around her waist and swiftly reached. Bethany figured Philip would move in between her legs, mount her and fuck her again in a hard, lusty coupling like he normally seemed to enjoy. But instead, Philip got down on his knees there in front of where Bethany had seated herself and he looked up into her eyes first, then he leaned over, burying his face in her just-fucked pussy. Philip loved to have his way with Bethany but he thought for the moment that what he wanted and what Bethany might want could be mutually pleasing. Philip.