“Won’t we need some clothes Sir John?” Skye asked.“No SK, this is a private members club and the member are all very open-minded. They like th... ancient Greek’s way of doing sport.”Neither Skye nor I asked what that was, but we found out when the tennis started; the players, all men, were as naked as we were. I suddenly decided that I liked tennis.Having said that, the tennis matches weren’t as exciting as I expected when we were told that we’d be naked in front of a big audience. Sure, it was. "That wouldn't be right," Betty said.Being one of the most responsible and respected teens in high school, the very idea of raping and then blackmailing her best friend seemed completely wrong to the blonde teen. But she couldn't see any other way to keep their secret safe.So, after a few minutes of deliberation, they unanimously agreed that this would be their only recourse. They removed the belts from their robes to use as rope if need be. Then they all got back to their feet and made their. I held our spot up front at the rope. I was bargaining to worry after close to an hour had passed before she came back. I asked if the line was long? She said that isn't the only thing that was. I took me drink and we watched as the first runner came to the finish line, no big surprise he was was a skinny black guy from some shit hole country. We stayed untill the slow walkers started crossing the finish line. She said I'm ready to go.I agreed and we found a MARTA bus headed back to the lot we. "She's okay with it?" She views us as the first line of defense against gold diggers. She's the reason that all of us are attractive young women," Sandra said with a smile at the shocked reaction of Victoria. Picking up her cup and rising from the chair, she added, "When it comes to working, all William cares about is that we are the best at what we do." You're kidding," Victoria said.Sandra paused long enough to take a sip of her coffee before she answered, "Not at all. Don't worry. None of us.