We shook hands.He nodded, cold-eyed."How much do you want?" asked the lean man on the aisle. He looked like an accountant except he wore lizard-skin c...wboy boots and wrap-around Ray-Bans. The little hair he had left blew around his ears."League minimum, one year with options." I smiled, trying not to beg."That's fair," said young Jepperson, nodding, "if you make the team; no minor league deals." Of course," I said, relaxing some. "Just the usual daily until then."He nodded again and waved me. ““Asshole.””““Hey, I promised to be like that.””That brought me a poke to the chest from Shalana - with a smile. Without any warning I pulled her close and hugged her.““Shalana, ride safe. Remember, your task is the most important. You must get there safely. Otherwise, they will get no warning.””Then I kissed her cheek and pushed her away before she could react in any way. I didn’t want her to sense how I really thought about my odds against dozens of Trolls.Once Shalana was safely on her way. It started rough and got worse fast when Steve poured soap down her throat, but look where we wound up.’ ‘I feel the same,’ agreed Jordan. ‘Gwen’s my best friend and the sister I always wanted. It’d be great!’ ‘Good! I thought you’d feel that way. I don’t know if you two have been following your press, but you’re at the top, or near it, of every poll about the most beautiful, sexiest women in the world. Considering your ages and that you’re still in high school, that’s amazing. Do you still. When Steve closed the bathroom door, Ted said,"Wait! Push your clothes out so they can be washed too."Steve did as Ted suggested. Ted had those briefs on his face before I could say anything. He let me sniff them. "Man musk," I said as the shower ran. Ted chewed on the front for a few minutes before letting me put them in the washer. The socks were worn on the heels and the t-shirt was frayed around the collar. Steve didn't waste much money on wardrobe. Ted asked, "Do you still have.