"Haven't I told you to expect the unexpected?" Well, yeah ... but what if I hadn't kept my armor up? I could have been hurt." Yes, you could have, and...the next time you certainly wouldn't have made the same mistake." Yeah, yeah." I grumbled as I retrieved the scattered soccer balls. While Phillip and Alek's personal philosophies differed immensely, their training techniques were remarkably similar in that they both believed in the school of hard knocks. I had to admit it was effective, but it. Tink opened her mouth and waited as Lena pointed the cock to her eager mouth and watched as Tink started to suck on it like a baby suckling on its mother nipple. Hailey could feel herself holding her breath, half rehearsing in her head what she would say to Julie and half wondering if she should stop Lena. Deciding it had nothing to do with her and anyway by the way Lena was handling the cock she was certainly not inexperienced in that area. Lena reached out and ran her fingers along Tink’s. The big Nivali man gave the bartender a quick hand motion and waited.“How’s your head, Hatchet?” the bartender deadpanned as he towled out a dented mug with a dirty rag.The big man snorted and rolled his eyes. “Fine.”“Good. I’m not sure how much more damage your busted face can take before it falls apart,” the bartender said with a smirk. “Why you still let Candy push you around like that?”“Let nothin’,” Hatchet scowled. “I was tryin’ to step aside and she caught me on my heels.”“Don’t feed me. Between these fantasies and his stroking it wasn't long before he shot his wad against the tile wall. He stepped out of the shower and dried off. He donned clean jeans and a t-shirt before heading out the door. "Remember it's a school night. I want you home by eleven," his Dad said. Lacy's house was closer to his part time job than his parent's house. It was in the ritzy part of the town called the Dellmont Estates developement. He found her street very quickly and went to the last ranch house.