The saree had parted away and my bare breasts were exposed to the chillness,still I was numb enough not to cover myself.Then I felt something touch my...breasts,then I could as if it was kissing my nipples.I sheepily tried to brush it off,but I hit on something hard.I lost my sleep in a moment and opened my eyes.I saw the old man on top of me sucking at my nipples.He had already parted off my saree and I was literally topless in front of him."What are you doing??" I shouted.I tried to push him. ..what was I going to say to Tracy?’“I need to make a call!”“Your girlfriend? Oh ok...call her...make it quick!”I called Tracy; explained I was out with the boys, and was staying over at Steve’s house. I had done it enough times, so it was not unusual, except I always actually did stay with him! This time it was different - this time I was with Kay. Then I called Steve, made an excuse, asked him to cover for me in case Tracy called him.I walked back to Kay; she smiled when she saw me.“All done?. This his tune rung out and he made his entrance with mic in hand, most of the crowd booed although notably there were the usual cheers from the boys who always run contrary to whatever the narrative was and a large portion of the females in attendance. Something about the way Adam filled a pair of trunks always made him popular with them. He lifted his mic when the crowd had died down a little. Adam had mastered his mic skills and was enjoying being the heel.Adam - Houston Texas… yee haaaw!!. In the morning, I reported at the usual time. I brought an exercise outfit and ran around the field before going inside to shower and eat breakfast. A large breakfast buffet was being served since we would only snack for supper and not eat too heavily for lunch. This was my habit from high school so I was used to that meal program. Only the married players had skipped breakfast. I sat with Marco who had also seen the newscast about Jones. We mentioned that we were satisfied with the result as.