I went back there everyday, several times a day to see if I could see those men again. The third day they were there, this time they saw me watching t...em. They did not worry about me and kept on wacking their meat till they blew their loads. Two more times I watched from a distance as these men jacked off, my pussy dripping, I was not sure what was making me so turned on. Then I was watching again and decided I would walk up to them which I did. They did not miss a beat and I stood right. George knew that this game was to settle some kind of championship, but he had no idea what that really meant. However, the entire gym was gaily decorated with banners and bunting.The wall where stuff had been stored was now completely covered with a paper curtain of many colors. Some extra furniture had been stowed behind the curtain, and there was a folding table set up there that had some stuff piled on it. The men removed the stuff piled on the table and replaced it with the bomb. There was. “Thanks, Squirt,” I said, hoping she’d allow me to use that name.She smiled, “I love you, Big Brother.”“I love you too, Steph.”“I’ll help you pick up the pieces. There’s going to be a lot of them.”“What about Spring Break?” I asked, pensively.“I don’t know. You hurt me pretty badly and right now I’m extremely disappointed in you. I’m not sure we should take that step at this point.”I hung my head, “I’m sorry,” I said softly, tears rolling down my face.“Steve?” Stephanie said gently.“Yes?”“It. I made my paces to the ball sighting it carefully, all ready hearing the cheering ,we were one point behind, this would clinch us a win against our great Camden High school. carefully sighting the ball suddenly snapping out of my strategy ,is that my business man over their ?? christ it is.... he has come to watch me playing, and who are the blokes sitting with him in their suits and ties ,? I know one of them by sight its the milk bar owner I buy a gelato from his shop near the railway station.