Dear Diary,Sitting outside under the oak tree watching a collection of girls from another team practice a routine where they bend over, come back up, ...lap, poke their boobs out, do 180 degree turn, just to bend over again. They're doing all this under the blazing sun that makes 'em sweat, wetting their thin shirts, and exposing nipples for the ones not wearing a bra.All the girls on my team are crowded up under trees sitting Indiana style with notepads in our hands. We're working on new cheers.. But it looks like I got the best gal of the bunch."Laresa walked over and studied the door. She touched the brass knob and felt it lock beneath her fingers. She then turned and faced her Master. "Do you wish to know the rules?" she asked."Rules? There are no rules, you said you would serve me and I'm your Master, so get on with it." Adam already had pulled his dusty shirt off and was pulling his pants down. His sex jutting out and waiting to be used.Laresa stared at the dirty man, and felt. We stopped our act and I got up. All 4 of them had a cute naughty smile on their faces. I went inside. Pepper didn’t know what had happened after she went.She hand me over the phone, it was her mom. She asked how’s everything and all and call came to an end. I asked her why it took so long so she replied saying that she had to make a couple of calls and had to talk and details she will give me later.Then she caught my hand and we went out and settled. Pepper was thinking something and suddenly. But we’d need to plan.”“I know where both swags are!”“Not dumb.”“And I’m not even blonde.”By noon, Tessa had called her parents. They were thrilled at the prospect. Sam called home and got his mother. He told her of their tentative plan to visit. Rachel was thrilled. Sam didn’t tell her that they might drive via the Central Desert.The trip to Western Australia had Patrick thinking of his time at the law center at UNSW. One of the cases he had read about was the Wik decision of the High Court.