Sam just looked at me and said, “well if you do I’m ok with it.” I punch him in the shoulder and told him that he was full of shit, “I know y...u would have fucked her tonight if she would have let you.” He laughed and said I was right. Sam asked me what we should do from here. He asked if he should he talk with Tom to see if he wants to go farther? I told him that wasn’t necessary; Tom tried to convince me to let him fuck me after I blew him. I told him that I would talk with Stacy and see what. Terri Runnels was pissed. No one had ever told her anything about Trish trying to expose her breasts on network television. She did the job to Trish, and she was fine with that, but who the hell said anything about trying to show her tits to the world. She confronted Trish about the stunt she pulled after their match in the hall outside the women’s locker room.“Just what the hell were you thinking, Trish,” Terri asked angrily.“I was just trying to entertain the fans. You knew Torrie and Stacy. "Maybe 'cause you didn't ask," I kidded. When we pulled into the driveway where Derrick lived, I was definitely impressed. It was a magnificent Tudor style house with a large, manicured lawn and lush gardens lit by soft yellow lighting that lent the entire landscape a soft, romantic appeal. "God, Derrick, this is beautiful." "So are you, babe," he said, pulling me closer to him and bending down to kiss me. His kiss was almost exactly what I expected: urgent, demanding, aggressive. It. " How many of them are women." Five."Alice spotted a group of men clustered together. "You five. Go relieve the women on guard duty. Tell them to come back here ASAP.The five priests ran back to their rooms to get their guns, then headed upstairs.Minutes later, the last of the priestesses joined the group.The last remaining males were dismissed, leaving twenty priestesses.Alice held up a stack of test strips. "Now, I'm sure you all know what these are."A small titter of recognition went through.