"I need that one. This is the one that is surplus," he said."How much you need for it Jerry," The Brit asked."Nine hundred," Jerry said. I didn't comm...nt though I knew it was too much. I might step in, if The Brit was about to get taken."Jerry, if it were brand new it might be worth close to that but in the condition it is in now, it is hardly worth half that. Probably we have paid enough in the two rentals to cover it's real worth," The Brit said."You might ought to look it up," Jerry. On the field Herman had tried to break through the center of the line on a third and one. He had been stopped short and Coach Grisham was calling for the punt team. Jason headed out to take his place on the line as I watched.The other team showed its own first game jitters when they did not send anyone back to field the punt. The kick ended up bouncing for thirty yards before one of my teammates touched it to end play. The Foresters were going to start their drive on their own twelve yard. Six hundred years of servants fawning over his six-foot, almost tan, 200 pounds of shapely muscled frame with romantic, shoulder length dark hair and dark, mysterious eyes had given him a massive superiority complex. This just meant that I had no problem tearing him down.Then again, since he was also a bounty hunter, an asshole and an ex-boyfriend, I had no qualms about being an insufferable bitch to begin with.So I just stared at him coldly, not bothering to answer his question at all. Staring. My lack of clothes was only a brief shock, and introduced herself as my sub's sister, Kelli. It was easy to see the resemblance, but everything else seemed so much different. My sub was shy and bashful, when I came in she was timid and didn't even know how to dress properly. Kelly, however, was came up to a unknown naked man in her apartment wearing a short pencil skirt, silk blouse, stockings and 4" heels. As Kelli asked why a naked man was standing in her kitchen. I told her, "I'm here.