“The Ghanaian government has awarded us approximately ten million Ceti dollars for helping to save President Grunshi’s life!” Jenny grinned. Afi... did the shrieking for the whole family.Escorted to the Presidential Residence, a grand meal was served. His wife sat beside Scott, and he had to be careful to watch his glances down her low-cut dress. Jenny was on his left and ensured him the strange-looking items served to him were safe to eat.Scott was questioned about life in Canada, as was Sula. But ifhe could somehow sink two of them, his team would probably win thegame since the opposition wouldn't have much time left to even get ashot off before the final buzzer sounded.Justin was nervous. Even at his best, he was only a fair basketballplayer. And calling him a mediocre free-thrower was almost acompliment. In truth, he'd really rather be swimming. Yet he didn'tneed to be a genius to figure out that his abysmal free throw shootingwas probably the biggest reason they had fouled. Now, he pulls her towards his delectable lips. If she is honest, at this moment, Izetta finds no hardship in being led. She nibbles his lower lip, feeling his need strengthening beneath her. Alfonse redoubles his efforts, gasping her close. Rasping, his broad arms encircle her shoulders in an entreaty. 'Fuck me' his eyes implore, within them the golden flecks are burning. She shuffles her hips, ensuring when she slides home, she is in control. He's so strong, crafty, and needful that her. Billie, far from a shrinking violet, stood toe-to-toe and shouted right back at him. Normally during a fight between the siblings, this was the point where one of their parents would step in and head off the fight before it got worse, but there was no one there to stop Billie from getting what was about to happen to her.Finneas reeled back, and hit Billie right in the face, spawning a dark purple bruise on her million-dollar face. She couldn’t believe it, and attacked right back after clearing.