The girls had agreed with various degrees of enthusiasm. Some had been told they would do it by their boyfriends – for the ‘honour’ of the footb...ll team. Some had agreed on the assumption they would never need to deliver. Some hadn’t really listened to what the results might be... Woody spent the week reading everything he could about chess. He’d played before of course; he played regularly with friends, but it was a relaxation, a cerebral celebration rather than a life-and-death struggle to. "Why won't you let me pay you Mark?" I asked early one Saturday evening as we sat in my local pub having a well earned drink,"Because my lovely little friend" he laughed, "I've got more money than you, I've got more free time than you and what's more, I happen to enjoy doing it" Yes" I smiled, "But what about Jenny?"Jenny was his wife and I couldn't stand her, she was a snob, she was a bitch and I already knew that she absolutely refused to have a child by him!"I don't know" he smiled ruefully,. But I would have none of it. I rocketed my return of Nicole's next serve right at Michelle, hard. I'd actually not put enough spin on the ball, as it flew past her ear, spinning her around and dropping her to the court. The ball flew straight to the back fence, easily out. Drat, we were down 30-love, but I'd shown her that she couldn't just flirt me into losing. On the other hand, seeing her laying on the court, panting, with her skirt bunched up at her hips from when she fell, didn't exactly. There is one aspectof Sophie and Jack's relationship. Jack is a very pretty, passablecrossdresser. This evening, "Jackie" is wearing a flower patternedmindress, and white three inch heeled pumps. Her strawberry blonde hairis loose around her shoulders. Sophie is dressed much the same, hernearly black hair up in a pretty bun, as they sit close, holding hands.Sophie loves her crossdressing partner. They have a loving, fairly openrelationship. Sophie encourages Jackie,and helps her to be more.