.. Even you Vic ... even you."He shook his head in denial.She added with a trace of tease in her voice, "Tell me you didn't look at ... me, you know, ...hen you came in here!"The young boy's face flushed, bright red. "Well that ... that was because ... er, because your robe ... your ... t-tits ... were ... I..."Ginny was smiling knowingly. "And I saw how you reacted. Didn't you?" I, well, I..."He was flushed and nervous, not really knowing how to respond because he wasn't sure of how he felt. His. "Of course, I wasn't terribly concerned about losing the game. In fact,I'd already found the second swap. I happened to be looking straight atit when it had happened. Good thing too - it was subtle.There was a totally hot jock standing outside one of the sports bars,looking at the highlights or whatever from last night's game and lookingall lonely. I may have been staring at his butt a little too hard whensuddenly a nerdy looking goth girl ran into him at full steam, her headdown in a book.. I puled her back n I got d ball she pulled my legs frm down. I fell der flat. I pulled her legs also wile she moved, she fell on me. My god, her soft tits directly on my face. I wanted 2 bite it, byb d time she was dragging 2wards d ball. Still on top f me. I j7s caught her waist n pulled her back. Nw her face on my face.her red lips my god. She was saying “I won’t allow u 2 put d goal” she was busy in game. .n again she tried 2 move. I jus rolled. Nw i’m on top f her.my dick over her pussy.. The purpose was not sex, but rather a sting to give the opposition opportunity to blackmail me into revealing E Section’s secrets.The sting worked. Within days of returning to the office I had been contacted and shown pictures that had secretly been taken of the three of us in the Paris bedroom. The person who approached me gave me a choice—give him information or the pictures and film of that night in Paris would be delivered to my parents and friends. The sting was a complete success. They.