Who knew observing could be so vocal . determined to maintain a silent stance from now on i glance at the scene to my right , a friendly looking woman...is nervously arranging herself on all fours , i watch in utter amazement as a man parts her butt cheeks and starts to rim her ,some lube/ oil is applied to her little puckered entrance before he starts to widen her rosebud with his fingers , 1st one then gradually adding another and another , he swirls his fingers in her ass stretching her hole ,. Obviously things were going to be selling for more than I had money for. Before I could decide however the valet suggested I should go and register if I wanted to bid and head into the back yard were the auction was taking place. After all he said the auction would begin in less the 10 minutes. Well despite my misgivings I handed the man my keys and found the registrar.The registrar was an elderly lady with a big grin. She asked for my driver's license and took down my personal information.. The manager inexplicably allowed the rematch and smiled when Jan took Trish’s cue stick. Once again, Maggie was routed, nine straight.“You’ve just been had, kid,” the manager laughed. “These two are the school champs, and you have just been hustled!” Maggie could only grin and shamefacedly acknowledge her loss.Trish and Jan simply laughed and racked their cue. “Come on, Maggie Meredith, let’s go get a beer,” said Jan.It was three beers, a round apiece, and then Trish and Jan invited Maggie. “A naughty one,” I grinned. “Basically ‘Truth or Dare’ and ‘Spin the Bottle’ but apparently with no limits, if you catch my drift.”Joyce nodded. “Before he went to Sweden, that would have been something Steve would have gone for in a heartbeat,” she said, “But since then? It’s not his style anymore. Although it might be amusing to see the reaction of those Sophomores to Steve in a game of Truth or Dare! And to his, uhm, skills.”I chuckled, “That would be amusing. But I’d never do that without.