"Hey, how come Darla Jean's up there?" Dunno," Ted Phipps drawled, "Lookin' for oxygen, maybe?" Everybody in earshot chuckled."I'm serious, Man. If I ...idn't know better, I'd swear she was watching the game..." Everybody knew that Darla Jean didn't think much of jocks; something about 'inflated egos' and 'low IQ'."Well, you never know," Rob Graham quipped. "Maybe the ice has melted." It had happened before, and they'd all seen it. Sometimes it was like flicking a switch; a heretofore asexual. Then relaxed as I began to slowly pump my cock in and out of her ass deeply. Soon I was ramming it hard and deep pulling on her hips as I shoved deep into her ass. But I pulled out and reinserted her plug. I went back to sucking and licking her pussy and shoving my fingers as deep as I can inside.**** When I had calmed down. I stood up and grabbed her by the hair and told her I was going to fuck her pussy hard and deep and I was not going to be gentle about it. She smiled and said make it. "What did you do that for?" What do you take me for, Michael? I'm not stupid. I know who it belongs to, I was just hoping you would show me an ounce of respect and tell me the truth. It's Melissa's. I was with her when she bought it. Where are the matching panties, Michael? Or wasn't she wearing any? She told me it was for someone special. Little did I know..."Her voice trailed off and she began to sob. Michael tried to give her a reassuring hug, tried to tell her he was sorry. His charms had. " He took another bite of his ham and said, "in return we give you no presents this year for your birthday or Christmas."Laura looked at him as he looked thoughtfully at his ham, "What do you think, Stan," she asked."Well, they having their own van can definitely be helpful, but, I need to think better about exactly how many birthday and Christmas gifts our share would truly be worth. I am an accountant remember! Not to mention that—" he looked over his shoulder and called, "Amy can I get that.