I immediately called over there and Alex answered."Alex, buddy, I got the message Tracy left and I couldn't be more pleased." Well Greg, we talked it ...ver and it just seemed like the best thing to do. We are living quite close to the edge financially and moving would give us a chance to get ahead for a change." Ok, so what do you want to do?" We were thinking the sooner the better. We can put the house on the market and move almost instantly." Great, I did some work for the local moving company. "Spare me." she replied.It was at that point, when a very groggy looking Peter joined us. "Well Peter go do whatever you have to do before breakfast, We are all going out for pancakes."For some reason, known only to God and Joseph Stalin perhaps, the Russian Pancake house made the very best pancakes in the county. Since that was the case, I drove the PT cruiser to Tryon. I drove it so that we didn't all need to fit into the front seat of a compact pickup truck.When we arrived in the parking. Maybe I did. Have to think about that.I went to the Cheerleaders practice in the gym. They were working on routines for basketball games. I sat down and watched. All 8 of "my" girls were there from today, including Becky. Must have been the way I sat, 'cause she came over to me during a break. "What's the matter, big guy? You look bummed."I couldn't tell her that I wanted to screw Lisa Kim and that Rodolfo guy was getting in the way. It'd make me seem like a wimp and talking about a new fuck. She felt her blood, rushing to her center, piling up, behind a dam that would not open. She hit harder, faster, until again, her eyes no longer saw the room, or Maya, or her ass. A red fog surrounded her, until she felt that she only needed just one more, one more strike, just one more and she would reach, she would be able."Crack!"A sharp pain cut across her nipples.Lila fell on the ground, her hands at her pussy, her fingers pushed deep inside her. Her insides churning; sloppy, slurping.