You'd think it was more of a problem they'd caused than any kind of a solution." Maybe they want us to compete for favor," B-One said. "Ever see a bun...ch of crabs in a bucket? You don't have to put a lid on it, because any crab that tries to climb out will just get dragged down by the others the minute he tries." Still doesn't make any sense," D-Two said. "Aggression - against them or against each other - is just going to make us harder to manage. It doesn't make any sense."A metallic scraping. Sweaty and exhausted, the men all shook hands and congratulated one another before retiring to the dressing rooms to get shower and change.When they arrived however, they were greeted by a surprise visitor - Erica, the landlady from the Cock & Ass Tavern. She was what you would term a curvaceous lady in her late forties, well-endowed with a pair of huge boobs and a sizable arse to match. She had short, curly blonde hair and full lips that were accentuated by the rather crass shade of lipstick. Almost immediately, the door swung open. Stepping inside carrying a garment bag, his briefcase, and a small kit bag, Tommy found a smiling Betts standing inside the entryway wearing an ankle-length silver silk gown. There was no doubt in Tommy’s mind that she was naked underneath. Her hard nipples were clearly evident.He dropped his things on a chair by the door and scooped Elizabeth up in his arms. Her arms wrapped around his neck while her legs circled his middle. Before a word was spoken,. And impaling me and sending waves and waves of ecstasy through my body.All, of course, in my imagination. There wasn’t anyone on the bungalow’s veranda at all. And I was just fourteen. Surely, Russell Singleton would not be attracted to a fourteen-year-old boy.“Daniel? Daniel? Are you coming along with me? We are going inside.” It was Gilbert who brought me out of my reverie, and he was giving me such a strange look that I blushed at the thought that he could read my mind. I mumbled something.