”Max hung his head and mumbled something I could not make out. Nor did I really want to hear anything from him; it was just going to be crap anyway...Then I really rubbed it in, “I might actually be OK with the gang bangs, but you will not be any part of them. I don’t want to see you again, ever."I turned and walked back towards the stern. I could see by the amazing looks on the guys' faces they had heard every word. I blushed with embarrassment, mortified by what they must have heard. My. Now it’s Mike’s turn. Hope you enjoy. * ‘Lunch is here, guys!’ I had my head under the hood of a run-down Chrysler, deciding whether or not it would be best to fix it or shoot it, when that sweet and sexy voice comes over the intercom, announcing the arrival of food. I hear Jack and Arnie, my other two mechanics, quickly stop what they’re doing and wash up in the heavy duty sink in the back of the 3-bay garage. I take my time, knowing I need to brace myself for the fire that will flow through. Then he packed up and headed out."Shawna dipped her hand into her back pocket and pulled out a battered timetable, flipping it over to get to the right part."He's due back in about fifteen minutes." You think I should get out the way?" Yvonne asked."No!" Hope exclaimed. "We've scheduled a practice today anyway. We've only got a week now." Have we decided what we're going to play yet?" Shawna asked, biting at her lip."Not really, no," Hope admitted.Yvonne started to speak, but Marcus pushed open. ’ With that she half bowed again and retreated to settle down at the back of the room. Blondie was about six inches taller than the swarthy looking Samantha, whose olive coloured skin and long, curly black hair betrayed her Latin background. In contrast Blondie was much paler and her short blonde hair had been done up in a modern spiky cut. ‘Your turn to choose I think,’ smiled Catwoman to Catgirl, who was already squirming in anticipation. ‘I like them both!’ she replied longingly, ‘but if I.