"You any good with that thing?" she asked, then blushed at her awkward choice of words. "I meant the basketball."I laughed and bounced her the ball. "...o or die, right?"In a minute we were friends, sort of. Joanne was a darned good basketball player, a natural point guard with great court sense and a dogged defender. She was going to be elevated to the girls' varsity as a sophomore, which was sort of a big honor.Our one-on-one games were close, hard-fought and, frankly, quite sexy. She defended. .." His words were cut off by Matt's fury. "I told you to NEVER mention that fucking night again, God damn you! Do you hear me!?" "Look." Jeremy responded calmly in a flat tone, "All I'm saying is the girl is an abomination to God, and if you're really looking to make up for what happened, which we all know you are, this would be the perfect chance. You might not get another shot. "But KILL her? Come on man, there's no way you can be serious." But he was, and judging by the nervous tone in. However, by about the half way point in his journey, he was getting the hang of it, but boy did it feel strange. By the time he pulled into the car park, he had neither lost his temper nor hit anything and if he had, he was wearing clean underwear.He nearly fell off his heels twice as he attempted the walk across the car park between his car and the building, but those slips were the least of his problems.His main concern was how he was supposed to get past reception? Mary was sure to know who. Meanwhile, in the other room, Steve was stroking his hard cock, thinking about his lovely, chubby, wife under another guy, fucking back as he pushed , hopefully, a nice big cock in to her. He could almost hear her moans as Hanson fucked her, and see her pussy leaking his cum when they were finished, that thought pushed him over the edge and he came, his hot cum shooting up in the air and falling back down on to his belly and legs. Jan came out of the shower as he was cleaning up , all perfumed.