"You still have nine usable fingers and that ugly thing between your legs. Hah, looks worse than mine. Roberts will cut all of them off bit by bit if ... ask him to do so. He seems to enjoy it."I stood quietly."Did you break his trigger finger as I asked?" said the captain."No sir, didn't have the friggin' time with lady fainting and all," the corporal said."Do it now," said the captain, smiling up at me. "Untie him."The knots came free, and Roberts pulled out my right arm while I shook the left. I wore a T-shirt and jeans with a Woodland shoe. When she came out of her dressing room, she looked stunning. She kept her hair open, it was long upto her buttocks. She wore the white top without a shall. Her cleavage was not at all visible as there were two buttons that reached somewhat upto her neck. But her breasts struggled to find sufficient space in her tight kurti. She wore a shimmy inside and it was slightly visible through the side cutting of her kurti. Size of her navel was clear. I was sure this was not the last of this.Friday October 17The bus ride to Springfield was subdued. Everyone was getting mentally ready for the game. I was sitting with Tim, and we both had our earbuds in listening to tunes. Tim nudged me and I looked up. Moose was motioning for us to come up front, and join him. When we got up front all the coaches were waiting for us. Tim looked at me and I just shrugged. I had no idea what they wanted."I just got off the phone with the head coach at St. Joe.. Biting her lower lip, she tried to think of an answer that wouldn't embarrass her. Cindy took that as an answer."That's what I thought. Look, my brother ... isn't doing well." Karen's eyes shot open. Cindy nodded. "None of us are, to be sure, but ... well, I have Greg, but he ... Freddy doesn't have anyone." Her eyes met Karen's. "He NEEDS someone. Just to hold, if nothing else. I know he thinks you're cute."The buxom blonde Junior was beside herself. Hunky Freddy needed comforting? Well, send.