?What are you going to do with me?? Her voice, though she controlled it, had a mild slur from the Ketamine.?Have you ever heard of the Bristol Butche...???I get my shopping delivered.??Kate’s heard of the Bristol Butcher. She’s one of his biggest fans.? I was attempting to intimidate her.?I knew I should take away that girl’s internet access, but I just love sending her emails of what I plan to do to her next time we meet. If she knows you she’s going to have to pay.? A pompous smile. ”Kamron slowly removed himself from the love muscle and stood up.“You got anything to drink,” Tavares asked.“I have some Ciroc,” he confirmed.“What you got to mix it with?”“Cranberry juice.”“Fix us some drinks. I want mine with just a touch of cranberry.”Kamron disappeared and returned slightly later with two tumblers filled with the French vodka and juice – just a splash for Tavares, a touch more of it for himself. “You are an eager li’l bitch. Daddy likes,” Tavares signaled his endorsement.. We dominated from the opening kick-off, finishing the half twenty-one to six.The drill team finished, and the cheerleaders rushed out for one final routine as the teams headed back to the field. I took a deep breath, turned on the microphone and started recapping the first half."Another bad decision by Coach Parker," I said as the third quarter wound down. "Deviating from the play book again, and in the confusion, a fumbled handoff by Reed to Tate, with Wenatchee recovering. What can he be. She kissed along the collarbone and down onto Jenny's shoulder, taking the strap of her black dress in her teeth. She tugged it slowly, deliberately down, letting the strap fall onto Jenny's arm. She moved back up to kiss her mouth again, pleased at how the kiss was more urgent, filled with a passion and the same deep need she herself felt. With her free left hand she slipped off the strap on Jenny's right shoulder, letting her dress fall downwards and could instantly feel the warmth of her.