"Jim, like you I don't want any misunderstandings," he said. His gaze was level and icy — a fact not lost on either Marnie or Jim Harcourt. "Those b...ys, for the time being, are going to be your responsibility. If there is someone there you don't know or you don't trust you need to send them on their way. Because, as God as my witness, this is the absolute truth. If any of those boys is coming in here while working for that gambler and they so much as cause my family a second's grief, here's. Slipping her hands back down his sides she let themcontinue on down his thighs where they quickly reached the hem of theskirt and then, hands on the side of his thighs, she swiftly and roughlyforced the skirt up to his waist exposing the black silk knickers he woreunderneath.Without pause she then pushed her hands into the waistband of the knickersand yanked them down his thighs so that he was fully exposed, smilingsilently at his gasp of surprise.He was breathing more heavily now his head. That was around midnight. Ever since the twelve young players of the Rockets had arrived, they had been taking turns fucking the two girls that had been hired to 'lift their spirits' for their upcoming championship game.At 7:30, things were starting to finish up. Karla was on a mattress in the center of the court being sandwiched in her ass and pussy by Jimmie Williams and Craig Hixon. She was exhausted and sore, and drained internally from her night's multiple orgasms. Her moans of pleasure. Bruce had been busy writingnew songs and we gave him the opportunity to try a couple out. We wereall surprised at how good they sounded so we started to put them intoour set. One night a promoter took us aside after the gig and told usthat a friend of his had a studio and wanted us to record two tracksfor a single. We did the recording session and, a few weeks later,heard ourselves on the radio. It was an amazing experience and we hada little celebratory drink.After a few weeks we heard.