"Come on, Sue! Play hard! Get tough! Get mean!" I'm trying Scott - just leave me alone!"We continued to struggle, and Pam and Amy had a 5-3 lead, with...Amy serving. I figured we could for sure break Amy's serve, but of course, Sue kept hitting it in the net or out of bounds. On one play, Amy just got her serve over the net, and I knew that Sue was going to be able to hit it, so I charged the net.Sue just sorta tapped the ball and it went right to Pam, who sent an overhead smash straight at my. "I'm sure of it," Debbie responded, laughing even harder than her friend."What's so funny?" Janet asked, taking her eyes off Chris's curved cock for the first time in several seconds."I was just remembering what happened when my dad got called into work this morning," Debbie said as her laugh faded to a chuckle. "He was fucking me when the call came in, and he didn't stop the whole time he was talking to his supervisor. The man must have known something was going on from the way dad was panting. ‘She is sending us on a private aircraft, instead of coach, what could be so bad?’ ‘I do not want to go to a country, where criminals are better armed than the police. Even you, Charlie, cannot make me feel safe, in Mexico.’ The captain came on the speaker, ‘Miss Mesner did not put a flight attendant on this aircraft, and we are not allowed to leave the flight deck, without warning you first. She told us to give you complete privacy in the back of the aircraft, and I quote this from Miss Mesner. Then we worked together for about three years which was longer than the friendship lasted," Alan said."I thought you were friends in college." I barely knew him at school. I think that we had two classes together at Binghamton. I didn't really get to know him until we started at IBM," Alan said."You both went to Binghamton?" I asked as I felt a knot developing in my stomach."Yeah. We both graduated December 92 and started with IBM in January 93." Did you know Erica Patterson?" I don't remember.