Do you mind if I sit with you once everything is running. Some of it will be tedious so we can talk.’ ‘Yeah that’s fine.’ Betty asked Eva to a...rive at 9:30 in the morning when the script would be ready. She dined alone, went back to her room and watched TV and went to bed early. Next morning Betty rushed out of her office to greet Eva. ‘Hi, did you have a good night on the town?’ ‘I ate alone, I watched TV alone and went to bed alone and had breakfast alone.’ ‘Well this is New York baby. It’s a. “What are you doing Ally?” I asked shocked by the amazing feel of her hand through my pants. “I figured I gave you that hard on, it was my job to make it comfortable.” She said, giving me the naughtiest little grin that her sweet innocent face could muster. Her hand had remained on my dick though, now squeezing and massaging at it through my slacks. I was as hard as a rock.“Ally…mmmm…we can’t do this…oh shit…” I tried to resist, but she was not making it easy on me. “Christine will castrate. ‘He isn’t with me anymore.’ ‘Oh. Sorry to hear that.’ ‘Don’t be, I’m not.’ I figured it was best to let that be so I dug into my steak. ‘What are you doing later?’ She asked. ‘Nothing, I am staying out at the motel. Then who knows, back on the road, I guess.’ ‘Why don’t you come over to the house tonight? We need to talk.’ ‘What about?’ ‘Not here, come on by the house.’ She got up and went back into the kitchen. I drove up to her house at 6 PM. The red Camry was still parked out front, it was. It was her I-know-you're-right-but-I-really-don't-want-to-hear-it look. I didn't see it that often, so I savored it."What about you? They could suspend ya, you know?I grinned. "That would be a real punishment. Every civil rights group in the country would be banging on my door. Imagine suspending an athlete for not playing on moral grounds. I'd have to associate with... with... lawyers. You want to know the best part?"Robbie nodded."They've got their winning season." Not yet. They've got a game.