We have to tag the next lucky slut to get a piece of his sweet ass!” Ninve urged her second cousin and fellow Assyrian lioness.“Yep. We have to go... but never doubt that yours is the greatest dick in the world!” Teresa swore to me.“Yeah, well, you’re now Commissar of Tribal Affairs. Ana is now Deputy Commissar, if that suits you two well enough,” I informed the girls of their appointment.“So she’s ... under me, is she?” Teresa punned with delight.“Yes, she is. I doubt that she’ll mind the. You're not sure if you want to cry, scream or laugh. At least you reason, trying not to give into the memories and anger, that your mid-thirty-ish body clad in a business blouse and skirt can still excite the male of the species.All goes silent as you stop in your tracks surprised by a loud chipping sound that suddenly dominates the alleyway. Shocked by the roaring pitch of the strange acoustic echo you look up at your detractors thinking it must have been an strange wolf whistle that had gone. "Let it go to voicemail," I answer, raising a smile from my little s!ster. Shit. What am I doing here with these high school girls? Eighteen or not, they're all too young for me. Before we can get back to what we were doing, the phone buzzes again."It's a text," Lauren says, reading it out loud, "I'm sorry, let's talk." She raises her eyebrows at me. I should text her back but one of my fingers is in Alex's pussy and they're about to tell me how long I should eat her."Text her that I'm sorry,. Even though Jake is a lot closer, he still can't come home very often. He's got a game nearly every weekend, too, so it's hard for him to leave.Oh, I didn't tell you! Jake is playing rugby instead of football. He says it's kind of like football, only without pads. He says it's an English game, or Australian, or something. It sounds too rough to be English to me. Don't they play, like, cricket, or badminton, or something? Anyway, rugby sounds kind of rough, but he really likes it. He can tackle.