I hustled back to the clubhouse, where I had left all my protective equipment, including a flak vest that managed to go unnoticed when I turned in my ...ilitary gear. I donned my vest, ammo belt, radio, knee, shin, and elbow pads and waited for further instructions with my helmet and gun on my hip. My stomach was churning with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. I had not considered it proper to ask any details of this ritual, nor had I ever been offered any. I continued to wait impatiently. How about, Ms Dunterbaum, may I enter to aide MsMontgomery in putting away her former boyfriend's things? Now you tryit," she said to me raising a questioning eyebrow at me.I was taken back a little at how particular she was being but decidedto do as I was instructed."Ms Dunterbaum, may I enter to aide Ms Montgomery in putting away herformer boyfriend's things?" I repeated.I hated saying former boyfriend, made it sound like we broke up, whenwe all knew that wasn't the truth. I felt like it. "The god spun around, to look at his apple tree. Slowly, his shoulders sagged. "You've done it," he sighed, "and I am bound by my word. The other, the women, they were but a distraction, I can see now. You've met my test," he said over his shoulder."And what of mine?" McAllister asked, roughly. "You no longer have it all. One man, and two statuettes of horses."The god turned to him slowly. "My shame is deepened. Your jade horse is there, and it's a fine charm you put upon him. Had I seen that. She moaned and we moaned inside ourselves with her.One of the girls leaned forward and snapped a picture, the flash lighting up her skin. She squirted, and we awed and giggled as she got off, her legs dripping all over her, a deep fulfilling smile on her face. We laughed and joked to each other as she was sitting up. Sam went over and laid cash on her chest with a big grin on her face. She was the one who'd written the note! Wow, this game was amazing!A few girls went next. One had to.