The referee skated over to the bench and talked to the coaches, then skated to the booth where the timekeeper and scorer sat and to my shock, asked fo... the rulebook.“What the hell?” one of the dads in front of me exclaimed. “Too many men on the ice means he has to wave off the goal. If he has to look that up in the rulebook, he has no business refereeing!”Other parents agreed, and after two minutes, parents began heckling the ref. He spent a total of five minutes reading the rulebook, then. ”The reception area next to the office was open and sunny with flowers and benches arranged around a splashing water fountain. A girl of twenty with long dark hair and brown eyes ran to Brian and kissed him passionately, grabbing his buttocks as she did. I noticed he was not shy about grabbing hers too, and right in front of two strangers standing watching awkwardly. These I assumed were the new volunteers.Brian introduced me. “Riff and Beth, this is Charles. He is a special friend here to. I now had an image of a slut. Perfect tits, a nice ass, wavy light brunette hair, and skimpy clothes. Plus a line of guys wanting my goodies. Did I also mention I still had a crush on Mason from senior year? Well, I do. Even though I haven’t seen him in two years. Sigh. He was so cute with his short hair and dashing manner. If only I could see him again. I stepped inside the house and the first thing that happened was an ass grab and, ‘Hey sweet tits!’ coming from beside me. I smiled slightly,. But shecouldn't, after all the times she had allowed him to do it, it nevergot any better. Anal, as Missy experienced it, was always rough,painful and humiliating. She could feel him back there, moving, probingher very soul. Oral was just as humiliating but she had some measure ofcontrol. And Bruce was so much more gentle about it, allowing her towork instead of forcing his pleasure from her. Even though it was worthtwice as many points, Missy tried to give Bruce that "gift" as fewtimes as.