I looked down at my watch. It was close to 6pm. I had wasted the whole day. I was tired from all the rejects. I got up to put the close sign on the fr...ont door. I was about ready to go home for the night. I reached for the door knob. Knock! Knock! I slowly opened the door. Im sorry were closed. I said. Oh! I rushed as fast as I could. said a female voice. I then looked up. Wait! Mmmm… was all I could say. I was at a lost for words. The woman standing just outside the door, was making my jaw. "Carol and I have a unique relationship. It is totally open and each of us has given the other permission to step outside the bonds of holy matrimony, only neither of us ever had. Carol is a walking wet dream and she has men goggle eyed wherever she goes. She's had more passes thrown at her than all the wide receivers in the NFL, but she has never tried to catch one. It has always been my fondest wish to watch Carol in bed with another man, and she has always said that some day she will do it. After he dropped Dawn off, Marigold asked casually, "Which cheerleader do you think she could be talking about?"Thule shrugged, "I don't know. I thought all the cheerleaders at this school were man-eating harpies. I guess one's a woman eater. It's good that they're getting some variety in their diet." I don't know," opined Marigold. "Brianne rules that squad with an iron fist and I don't think she would like that. You can get thrown out for wearing last year's fashion or the wrong color of. When we did a show on the sex habits of the American bison there was none of this radio collar bull-shit. We used choppers to herd the buffalo into steel pens where we gassed the hell out of them. Then our crew separated the males from the females and, after some discussion, we picked our stars using a bull dozer to load them on the back of a pair of flat bed trucks. We drove the groggy creatures out to our super scenic location and injected them with powerful sex hormone stimulants, then.