Keeping his eyes onthe field, he said, "It could make things worse if we get into his headtoo much."Out of habit, I gave him a line that he would ofte... give us during half-time talks. "No guts, no glory."He gave me a quizzical look as if pondering my very existence. Igrimaced when I heard his reply, even if it was him conceding to myadvice. "They do say that behind every great man is a great woman. Isuppose I should give Taylor credit for dating someone who knowsfootball." I swore if I had. He otherhand drifted from his balls to her own jeans, undoing the button andslipping into her crotch."I need you to fuck me." As she stood up she peeled off her pants, stillmassaging her sex over a tiny g-string."ohh I would love to, may I get dressed and go grab the key from myapartment?"She stripped off her shirt and bra nearly in one motion as she pushed himinto the bedroom."There's no time for that!"As she shoved him onto the bed she reached into a draw and produced alarge 8" strap on dildo. His shoes must have come untied, he reasoned, because his feet were slipping around inside them. He turned to look at Madame Ruth, noticing for the first time the long blonde hair in his face. As he brushed it aside, he heard an audible gasp come from the old woman. "What did you do to me?" Walter asked, and then put his hand to his throat in shock. The voice he heard was not, could not have been his. It was too... feminine! As Walter had brushed aside the hair covering his face, Madame Ruth. Mira Cheng coquettishly blushed at his compliment, "Why thank you, Thor, its always nice to be appreciated", she murmured flirtatiously and hoped she didn't go too far in over playing her ploy. Toning down the honey in her voice, she casually started talking as she looked around, "Thanks for taking a look at this late hour. So, Thor, what do you do out here apart from manning the station and helping damsels in distress?". Mira only paid scant attention to his muffled replies, sashaying over to.