“Hi. I’m Rio,” she said turning to Whitney.“I’m Whitney,” sniffed the tall girl. There was not a trace of any accent in her voice that I c...uld identify. Uh-oh. These girls were on a collision course.“Tony, do they have any 7-Up in there?” Rio asked. I turned my back to paw through the ice again and came up with a can of 7-Up. I opened it and poured the contents into a plastic cup for her while trying to listen to the whispered conversation between the two girls. I couldn’t make out a word, but. “We’ve always fixed our own flights and booked the apartment through an on-line booking company.” “Yep,” Charlie nodded. “That’s how it works. We can stay anytime there as long as it’s not booked. Another perk, eh?” Before I could answer, Charlie switched direction. “Empty your bag and come down when you’re ready. I’ll be around the pool.” “Right,” I said. “Is Gaynor about?” “Ah, no, not at the moment. She was working last night but she’s due back any time soon.” She paused and then shrugged. Driller offered. "Perhaps I could offer you my perspective then you can discuss it among yourself. Ashley, every girl on the dance team, the cheerleading squad, the majorette company and those who wish they were a part of those groups, follows you. I would estimate you control about 25 percent of the females in this school."Sahara, you have all the athletes behind you. You are clearly the best female athlete in the school and so they take their cues from you. Again, I would figure that is about. . Yes ... Yes okay ... I’ll try and get her back here for eight o’clock tonight.Bart is listening to Willie and Lisa talking about black men coming over to fuck Lisa but he’s stopped looking at them, he is standing staring at the aluminium siding of Ned’s RV, watching his thin stream of jizz rolling slowly down towards the tarmac.Bart climbs down his impromptu ladder and pulls it away from the side of the RV, he searches his pocket for a handkerChief to clean his little flaccid cock of the.