Everyone was super excited about it.Yes, even me.I know. It surprised me, too. Pep rallies and school spirit definitely aren't my thing, and I only va...guely comprehend the game. There was just something very fun about seeing an underdog team win week after week like that. Getting to watch Hailey Miller bouncing and stretching around in her cheerleader outfit, the inescapable image of her gorgeous naked body getting fucked by the equally gorgeous Josh Gillen still seared into my memory, that was. Before, his slim waist andhairless body had looked androgynous but he could still retain hismasculinity. With the bra and panties on, however, at first glance you'dbe hard pressed to tell him apart from a girl. His long blonde hairdidn't help the illusion. To his shame, his cock barely stood out behindthe panties, and his ass was what him and his buddies would've called abubble butt. After putting his clothes back on over the lingerie heexamined his shape closely. The panties weren't noticeable. He lowered himself gently down onto the bench seat.Before I had a chance to reply. He turned to me and said. "Well, you look rested this morning, you must have slept good last night. How is Becky?" he asked me."I don't really know. I assume she is okay. She had frantically been trying to call me all last night and early this morning. I had my cell off, so she couldn't reach me. Her last call seemed frantic. I just couldn't bring myself to talk to her." I know how you must be feeling," he. A rich, multi billion-dollar man.When he was eleven, he had this dream of one day, when he got out of his mother’s shackles, of working to become super rich. Then he could enjoy the rest of his life squandering money while making even more money, even while sitting on the couch watching TV.Thinking of that idea, Lucas’s eyes sparkled.The number of rich men he killed could be counted by having only ten people, each using their hands and feet.He has witnessed a lot of rich men over the years,.