I handed the tennis shoes to him and consciously made note not to stare at the small droplets of water that covered his smooth, muscular chest. “Wh...at do you want to do tonight? Mom says you refuse to go to the pub,” he said, not looking at me but on his shoelaces. I crossed my arms and kicked at the ground. “I get enough … drinking action at home.” Hank stood up. “How are things at home?” How are things at home? They’re the shits. There’s more bullshit at home then in all twelve hundred acres. "I was in paradise. I dove into her pussy with my tongue and licked andsucked her juices for what seemed like hours. She laid back, moanedloudly and finally rocked and came to a glorious explosion."My turn slut. Crawl over here to me."I did and Cheryl's pussy was already soaked. I scratched her pussyedges lightly with my nails and she was about to scream when I startedlapping her as hard as I could. She took me about five minutes. In myfurious attempt to satisfy Cheryl, I hadn't noticed that. "Hello," answered Edie."Hi there, I am done with the dentist. Do you still want me to pick up those bottles of red wine?" I replied."Absolutely, that would be great and a huge help to me." Great! Now, I am calling in some of your markers," I told her."What?" You know your little tickets for favors that you have given me? It is time for redemption. There are three numbered envelopes with instructions for you to follow. They are located on my desk," I answered.Edie started to stammer, "Ah,. Who was I kidding? Detroit losing was always a good thing!I teased Steve about it as soon as I saw him the next night. "Not going to have any problem with Calgary, huh? What was that you were saying? Not going to choke like my Avs?"He grinned and sheepishly shrugged his shoulders. His smile was warm and playful and I couldn't help but grin back."What can I say?" Steve said. "Even the Wings can't triumph all the time. Maybe we should see if they want Sandy in goal." He feigned the most innocent.