I turned my attention back to the woman on the screen, both her hands were now between her thighs rubbing the material over her mound. My own hands we...re now moving down my body I slowly unzipped my skirt and slid it down over my legs.On the screen the woman had removed her Nightdress completely now, she was now only wearing a skimpy pair of panties. She slid one of her hands into her panties and rubbed herself.I was now copying her, my hand was inside my panties and I slowly rubbed my trimmed. But then, off came those tite ass football pants. And all that ass now exposed, framed out only buy a tite jock, cupping all that junk. The funk would fill the room, just like a jail. I wanted so badd to just put my face in one of those ass cracks.I would quickly change out—getting into my jeans and tank. Throwing on a pair of kicks, with no socks. Skipping the shower, as discretely as I could—didn't want the other guys to notice, or catch on. Then jet home as quickly as I could. It was like a. He didn't treat me like mom or thetechnicians who kept me in the suit or gassed me all the time." The bedsagged as she sat next to himself and there was a long moment ofsilence.-"He didn't want to do it, Brian. You never complain about it becauseyou hate what's happening, but Brian you know we get sick when we go tolong without it; the upset stomachs, the pounding headaches. And Idon't want to find out what happens if we go without and neither doeshe, cause he likes us too." Brianne fell silent. "Nonsense, Caroline. The two of you aren't going anywhere. You can take the spare room if you want some privacy, but you'll do better with support right now."Just then Nikki came in with a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses. She didn't know why it was necessary, but she was ready to offer assistance. It was a long evening, but we managed it without Caroline or my girlfriends spilling the beans about why the game was so important. Actually, they didn't know themselves, they just knew that.