Darkness covers every inch of your sight. Despite this, you are not afraid. Rather, you're drowsy. Direction is foreign in this space, disconnecting y...u from your senses and aiding your descent into slumber."...No!" a voice calls out, "You're almost there! Please..."Your being tingles in response to the pleasant sound. The echo of the voice beckons you, but as you try to follow, you feel something pulling you and chilling your back."..."Your fingers twitch on the cold, rough surface.. "It's not like her feelings are all that important. Tell her to get her attitude adjusted or you'll sell her big butt to someone else." It doesn't work that way in my family, Dem," Nilsen said, shaking his head. "She may never talk to me for the rest of our lives but I'm not going to sell her bond, although I did offer to transfer it to anyone else she wanted. By the way, I'd watch out whose butt you were calling big. She may not be able to touch me, but she can still beat the crap out of you. Not many players wore "one hat" on Winslow teams, with the possible exception of the starting Quarterback and his regular backfield. There were few doubts as to who might make the team and those to be cut or added to the practice squad. There were as many "bubble" players as there were consensus cuts, basically 4. Which to keep on the practice squad were mostly decided. Those 5 players would take part in practices and be game ready in case of injury. One they knew was Ben Breen, a kicker, plus. We all knew the score by now. This wasn’t a one-time fling or hall pass. This was a very permanent affair, a menage a trois, a lasting relationship between three people all intimate with each other. We were stuck with each other and we wouldn’t have any other way.I awoke to find Jessica wiping my cock and Rick’s with wet washcloths that she had freely borrowed from me. Then she slid in between us, all three of us lying on our backs, taking our hands in hers for apparent pillow talk among this.