"Hello," the shorter one said, "my name's Hazel and this is my friend Margo. Do you mind if we join you?" Trying to keep my eyes off her tits that wer...e straining to escape her low cut top, I said, "No not at all, I'm Mike and this is Dave. Why don't we find a table where we can be more comfortable." I spotted an empty table at the back of the room and we headed over to it with the girls in tow and after we'd sat down I ordered a round of drinks and we sat there talking and drinking for a bit. I. We worried about the DEA using the two nephews. However, we were not going to allow the two nephews to randomly take aim at the Mexican drug cartel. John, I, and Fred all went with his nephews. We chatted with the DEA people and Special Agent Wade. She indicated that she was putting the CG boys to take out several of the drug cartel people. Now it was time to go to war and make the Mexican’s pay for their sins against our CG guys. The drug guys were hiding in an old dilapidated house. Special. Even then it was a place where the politicians, artists, students and business men came to live out wild fantasies at the legendary Williams Inn, mixing with an unsavoury crowd of rough lumberjacks and farmers and even rougher, dirtier women. In Williamsburg, nothing was too unusual. That spirit has persisted, being passed down to generations, and Williamsburg has remained infamously untainted by the puritanical mood of the rest of the country. Sex is in the air here. It seems to be an all. What made Mel grind his teeth was when Nick slipped a pair of red and black panties onto the rubber doll, the crotch of the panties severely ripped from front to back. It made Bill and Jon laugh, but Mel was sure Nick did this on purpose, something to get Mel’s attention, the semen-crusted panties easily being recognized as one of Tracy’s.Much to Mel’s dislike much of the game was spent either second guessing what their favorite quarterback should have done or discussing what Mel should have.