Don't you agree?" You're a thief, Miss Stephanie." Ed took a deep breath. "What if Iwere to call the police right now?" Do what you like, Mr McNeal. Y...u have no evidence, and besides, nomoney has exchanged hands, so no crime has occurred."Ed folded the paper and put it in his pocket. "I'll think about it." Think quick, Mr McNeal. This offer is only available for the next twominutes. Then... Bye, Bye Bianca." You're a piece of shit," Ed said in a loud whisper."Oh, now, now, Mr McNeal, if you use. I felt a pang of fear in my gut. Could she beat me at arm-wrestling? I didn’t think so. I told myself that she only got the better of me in karate class because she has a low center of gravity, but in the back of my mind I kept seeing her rock-hard abs and bulging biceps.“You got a deal!” Bill Gruber called, and everyone began walking over to the picnic tables except me and Becky.I looked down at her. A bitchy little smirk spread across her face. “Don’t worry Rubber Chicken,” she taunted. “You. ... no reply. By 6am I was worried and tried calling, it rang and then went to answer machine, I left a message.At 7:30am I heard the front door open and footsteps gingerly walking up the stairs. I lay in bed and watched her come in looking cold an still tipsy. I asked her why she didn't reply and why she was so late? She mumbled some answer about taxi's and then said she wanted to shower.I got up from the bed and walked into the en-suite as she turned the water on. Gripping her waist slightly.. She was ready to fuck anywhere her guys wanted her. As soon as they wanted her. She guessed it was simply her love of real men. She loved a man who took charge, who knew what he wanted. She almost laughed at that thought. She knew what they wanted as well, and it was always the same. They wanted to fuck as many women as possible, and she was a willing participant. It didn't sound so good to her at the moment, but she melted when a man like that paid attention to her.Jason was pounding her now..