"Well, there is one other way, but it has never been done before."It hit me all of a sudden. "Wait. Let me guess. I'm on a roll, no?"She nodded for me...to continue."If one of the male teams outlasts all the other female teams, the house he represents wins by default?" Yes."Bingo. Got it in one. I was her fucking ringer. Literally."So, let me recap. I get to fuck 20 to 25 teams of the most beautiful women on campus into submission, just so you can be the Fucking Queen."She looked at me and. She then tugged his boxer shorts downwards and his dick came out into the gap between the two of them. Her small hands wrapped around his dick and lightly pumped it up and down making the young man groan.She grinned and let go of his dick when mark hoisted her up in the air and pinned her against the wall of the cupboard. His hand moved under her denim skirt and found her panties that were getting wetter with each passing moment. Pushing his lips on her again, he started to rub against her. I'll probably hook up with one of the girls tonight," Greg answered.Greg and I talked about the game last night while we drove to the mall west of Lancaster. Greg parked near the McDonalds. Our gang was meeting there tonight before the movie. Penny and I ordered our dinner and found seats near the back. Greg had a seat at the next table with Karl Weaver and George Reynolds.Stan Humphreys and Amber Callahan arrived next. Jessie Hamilton brought a carload of cheerleaders, including Cynthia. What could a concubine possibly know that was worth his time? As the conversation progressed, he got more and more insulted.‘How dare they question my training and professionalism?’ he fumed. When they pointed out the mass casualty situation aboard the Mannerheim, that was the final straw!Angered, Lieutenant Dufresne snapped, “That was a unique situation and you know it! It may happen on a Navy vessel in combat, but this is a Fleet Auxiliary transport. There is no way an MCI can happen on.