I'm game for that," Sally agreed, gesturing about Carver, to which I nodded."Master wants me to fuck you now, Carver. Guess you might have a chance to...knock me up after all, however small it is," Sally informed our guest."What a splendid start to my vacation, then!" Carver said as he began to ravish Sally missionary-style."Alright, let's turn on the camera. Hey, if we sell this video, it might make some serious money for us on the side," I commented."Oh ... damn, just the idea of being a porn. His immediate concern was the New Year's Eve Dance which was tonight. The gang had decided to do something different this year. They decided to go to the dance being held at the local country club. Some people, who had gone there on prior New Year Eve's, had been complimentary about the food and the atmosphere. A live band provided the music and it was an open bar. The whole country club was open for this evening and it was sold out. Some 350 couples were expected there to welcome in the New. It's probably an hour's drive from my home." You can drive to Berwyn if you want," John replied. " ... but you won't find me there. I live outside a small town called Parkesburg, off of Route 30." That's even easier," I said. "I live off of Route 30 too, about ten miles west of you." I suspected that, Kyle," John replied. "The reason I knew you played for the Wolverines is that I have seen you play before. When my son Kurt was a senior I took a year off from coaching football. I wanted to be. I receded (a couple of steps) and she entered the room. She was very cheerful and her voice was as sweet as the lady I had met downstairs.“Uncle Paul, here is your dinner. Please have it fast or it will get cold. Do you want me to serve it to you?”“No dear, I can do that by myself.” I also sounded cheerful.“Ok Uncle, if you require anything just ring the bell and I’ll be right here.” Saying this she moved back towards the door.She was about to close the door after leaving when I asked her, “Who.