" The head coach of the varsity football team said."1... 2... 3 ... BUCKS!!!" Yelled the whole football team. Then they made their way towards the loc...er room.I had watched the last half hour of their practice in a white tank top and black mini skirt along with a friend and her boyfriend. However we spent much more time talking than actually watching the practice. We continued our conversation for another fifteen minutes before I said goodbye and started walking home.I didn't get too far before. This was just one of the many conflicts that had led to the nation's economic collapse and eventual disintegration. And this was a nation—now split into three warring nations that were threatening to fragment even further—that once considered itself the world's policeman in an era when that notion seemed somehow plausible.Crowd response! This was fucking fantastic.Psychlone didn't want to milk it too much. The crowd wanted more than slogans to sing along to. They wanted beats to dance to. There. Finally she tied her hair in a ball with a bow and was ready for applying some light make up. She put on the light makeup and chose a bright red lipstick and applied on her lips. Finally she took her purse and slung it around her left shoulder and went in the hall. Shashank was sitting on the sofa.“Are you ready? You are looking beautiful.” He got up as she came in.“Yes. Thanks for the compliment. Have you checked all the windows?” She put on a high heeled sandal. She liked high heeled sandals. With my cock now erect as a tent pole and Cee’s gorgeous, now finger marked breasts swinging freely, we lifted Shy up under the armpits.“I can’t believe she is still sleeping!”“I told you so,” I whispered as I put my arms under Shy’s knees and picked her up, Cee stabilising the action. Staggering a little, I carried her into the chalet, my engorged cock rubbing against her boy-like bum. Cee followed as I arrived at the side of the huge, four poster bed. I nodded for Cee to take her.