”Stewart smiled at us.“Just so we’re clear, I consent to you recording me. I was a little surprised that you suggested an informal meeting. That...was what made me suspicious,” Stewart revealed.“As long as we’re being open about this, what exactly do you expect from tomorrow’s meeting?” Mr. Morris asked.“I doubt that you’ll get Coach Foster to admit any links between Southwest Central State and Springbok other than their shoe and apparel deal with the university. What I would like to happen is. I hope he likes it. I sit on the bed and I slip on my favorite pair of high heels so anxious to find out where he’s taking me tonight. My heart is racing I am so excited to finally be seeing him again. I pop open a bottle of champagne and put it in the ice bucket full of ice to keep it chilled until he arrives. Looking at the clock it’s ten minutes to eight. He should be here anytime. The door bell rings. My heart skips a beat, “Calm down Cassie” I say to myself. I open the door and there he. Heck, come get me and we’ll have a foursome!” she smirked.“Stephanie Ann Adams!”“I know. Kara won’t go for it, but Bethany would. Anyway, I’m not attracted to either of them. I still hope you’ll at least be willing to have the threesome with me and Jennifer someday.”“Don’t count on it. Anything is possible, but it’s very, very unlikely. It could be a long time before I see Jennifer, and I have Kara and Bethany.”“I know,” she said, her voice quivering with sadness bordering on despair.I pulled. Then there was me, Sandra, the horny slut of the group. My 5’11” frame is filled with sexual energy that I cannot explain. My whole body is an erogenous zone and the slightest sensual touch can send shivers of lust down to my shaven pussy. I was a South African city girl who fell in love with nature. We were on our third night on the course but our first sleep-out night. “Sandy, girl,” whispered Thandi next to me. “Do you know you’re naked?” I looked down at my body, and sure enough, I was.