Why should they?I hiked up my cheap blue uniform and started to mop from the back tothe front. Underneath, I wore no support garments at all. I hadn't...haved my legs and I smelled of rancid sweat. My dark hair was oily andkinked. It amused Dr. Troy to give me a noticeable moustache."Here comes Bertha, boys." Mullaney was usually the ring leader, theone who jerked me around the hardest."Hey, Bertha, what do you use your mop water for ... to bathe?" Theyall laughed, Mullaney cheerleading. I had. However, when we left, they would not have come on yet."It could be nothing but I'm suspicious. Let's make a plan and determine what we're going to do."Jane said, "The first thing is to look for people. The second, if we don't find any people, is figure out how to turn the lights on. The third is to be on watch for people."George, we have night goggles in the back of the truck. You and I can use those with HT's with earphones and throat mikes. You're the best shot and I can sneak up and break. " The coach tugged at the collar of his shirt. "Go Christmas shopping or something, get any distractions out of your system, and then I want everyone's mind on the game tomorrow." The players drifted out of the room in twos and threes. Mark came up and nudged Brody. "So, how are you going to spend your afternoon? Pining—I mean, waiting until the show?" "Dick." Brody shot him a glance and fought a grin. "Where are you reporting?" "Oh, I'm going to meet Hilary at—" Mark glared at him as Brody. When I awoke there was no light from the windows; the room was in shadows. I looked over at the clock beside the bed and was shocked to see it was nine o'clock at night. I reached over and switched on the bedside lamp; the room was filled with a soft creamy glow. Carol roused from her sleep and looked over at me. She gave me one of her big smiles and then ran her fist up and down her strap-on. She said, " Is my little cunt sucking whore feeling in the mood to pound my pussy?"The sleep had done.