"Isn't she wearing Jeremy's jersey?" Looks like it," his teammate replied. "I never saw her with him -- wonder where she got it?" Dunno -- but she's h...t-looking enough I'm going to ask her in order to have an ecuse to talk to her..."They walked over to the bench, and stood looking at her. They were in the way of the sun,and, when it was cut off, she opened her eyes and saw them. For a moment there was an expression of confusion, or maybe disgust or fear -- or possibly all three -- in her eyes,. This time, a whole new bunch of guys were taking care of them.As before, Hayley was busy working her way through a selection of cocks, of all shapes and sizes. It still amazes me, that I can remember meeting Hayley about a year ago, when she was a fairly shy, innocent, sweet young girl, who felt perhaps a bit intimidated at the prospect of what was then, her first gangbang. Fast forward 12 months and she is no longer shy, or innocent (but still impossibly sweet!) and not the least bit. I heard a rumor, but it’s hard to believe and it doesn’t really make any sense either, that people don’t quit here that they just disappear into the basement and to never be heard from again. I really can’t say because I don’t know him yet. I respect his position to say at the least. ‘Yes, Aden, what is it,’ he says dismissive, not even looking at me. ‘Sir, you wanted me to inform you when I have hired my assistant, so I’m here.’ ‘Okay,’ he says offhandedly, then he looks at me with a stern. It happened a couple of months ago, my 1 semester at college had just ended and I had come back to my hometown.I went to the bank one day as I had to withdraw cash and deposit a cheque. There was a long line and I was getting really bored so I started noticing all the people around me. At the counter was a short, half bald guy and he was taking a lot of time with each customer and the person in front of me was getting really agitated because the closing time was getting nearer and the line.