"I know what you're thinking. Why build a fancy place here in West Texas? The answer is because there's a market for it, and it's one that we've been ...uilding for thirty years. The types of customers we're after want to get away from the big cities and the crowded suburbs. They want an adventure. Sportsmen like variety. What we offer is something straight out of a John Ford movie. They can do the mountains, or the leafy green water adventures in other places. West Texas is our selling. I felt his mouth starting to work on my left boob and nipple. He kissed my nipple a few times while rubbing my ass hole with his right middle finger at the same time.He moved his left hand around my right thigh. He started rubbing my clitoris with his left thumb, as he started sucking my nipple.“Oh my god,” I moaned, as I threw my hair back, and turned my face up, with my eyes closing. He started tasting my boob. He licked it all over, first around the areola, then the rest. He sucked it. Liz almost wished she had another hour to be struck in transit with Peter. The first thing they saw through the light show and smoke machines, was Gwen Stacy. The blonde was sandwiched between Harry and MJ. The band geek had the brains, the rhythm and the body. Liz tugged Peter to the left. She had intended to pull him straight onto the dance door. Right now, it was far too crowded."Lizzie!" Sally shouted. Her shriek managed to cut through the overbearing music. The tiny cheerleader was still. I’m surprised the organisers let the girls in. The girls come over, and I give them each a kiss, getting more cheers from the crowd. We go in to get ready, and the girls start doing a few gym routines to entertain the spectators while they fill up the stands.At twelve forty in the afternoon we walk out to start our light warm up exercises. The other team is there as well. We saw them arrive, their smallest member is the same size as our fifth biggest, and they all out-weight us by seven to.