Fuck the bitch."Hank took his shot and made the 13-ball. "Still five a game?" he asked, and then he missed."Sure," said Jake and then fired in the 3-b...all and then the seven and five on a combination shot. The next shot he deliberately missed.Hank was getting pissed now. He forgot that he was shooting the big balls this game and took aim on the 6-ball. Jake never said a word as Hank sunk the six.Hank started to line up for his next shot as Jake grabbed the cue ball from the table."Hey, what the. Two inches. The egg was gathering steam. One inch. The brain in its miraculous way makes lightening fast connections. Would the egg stop on the barely noticeable lip on the edge of the tile, or did it have enough momentum to get past that barrier? I’d recently watched the movie, ‘Match Point,’ again. The opening scene is the playing for the key point in a tennis match. The ball hits the net and drops, barely over … or not, and decides a championship on a turn of the ball. The egg would roll. After a while I got up and went over to the bar to order more drinks. While the barman was pouring the drinks, I told Aaron that this slutty girl was called “Tammy” and that she was “gagging for it”I noticed he looked a bit jealous. I told him to be patient as I was sure she would let us both fuck her in due time…As time went on, after more drinks, I waved Aaron to come over. He moved quickly and sat on the other side of “Tammy”. We both chatted to her and soon Anita had not just my hand on her. Here’s my number, why don’t you talk it over with Jeremy and call me after graduation if you’re interested.’ As soon as Jeremy got back in town from his business trip, we talked about the possibility of meeting up with Katie. He remembered the time that he had met her, was ridiculously flattered that such a young hottie would be attracted to him, and was all for the idea – as long as I was OK with it. I repeated to him what I had told her – that I absolutely wouldn’t get involved with her while.