“So was Scott’s cock bigger and harder than mine?” John queried. By now, with all the horny chat, his meat was at full stand again and they both...looked at it. “And how did it feel?”Sarah blushed. “Well I can see yours gets very stiff, and quite often too!! And it seems bigger than Scott’s, or maybe the same size. I’m not too sure. But I don’t know how hard your cock is or how it feels compared to Scott’s.”They both fell quiet for a few seconds. “So try it s*s and see. Maybe you need a. Sarah headed for the stove and Keri headed for me.“Good morning Mick. Did you sleep well?”“Good morning Keri. Yeah, it was a great sleep. That bed is wonderful and that shower! I could live in that shower!”“Good morning Mick. Are you hungry?”“Good morning Sarah. I am actually very hungry.”“Well, we have bacon and I can cook up eggs or pancakes or waffles or any combination you would like. Coffee?”“I don’t coffee, but I would like some scrambled eggs, not too wet and bacon.”Sarah smiled and. This was really uncalled for, but I kinda liked it. Step by marching step, I was being dragged out of the pit of despair I'd dug myself.Like attendants at some fancy hotel the team manager and the team captain, a senior freestyler who could give me a run for my money, were waiting for us and swung wide the double doors to the pool.The lush atmosphere, all chlorine and humidity, washed away the last of my reservations. I was home, and the whole team was there, applauding me.Well shit! How do I. You were the best-looking one one the street. Uh -- you mean you're not a cop, right?" Right," she says, and she's kinda laughing, but not really, if you know what I mean. And then she goes, "Would a cop do this?"OK, so we've only got a bug in the purse, so I can't see what's going on, but I hear something like a zipper and a gasp from the kid. I'm freaking out -- like, what is this broad doing?Well, right then Crowley calls in and wants to know how Pepper's doing. What am I gonna tell him,.