Beth smiled at Myra and then squatted down under the pony. Grabbed the still extended cock she began to lick and then suck it. Leesa turned and was sh...ocked at what she saw Beth doing. “Why don’t you help me clean his up?” Beth suggested. A few seconds’ hesitation and Leesa joined her. Myra watched fascinated as she watched them sharing the cleaning duties. Finally Beth stood up. “I need a fuck” she cried. Untying the pony she led him back to his stall and led out the other one. “Come of. Brad is like a son to me and Peter is my step son, and they’re playing on opposite teams. I don’t know who to cheer for.”“I guess you cheer for both and just hope they each have a good game and don’t get injured,” Karen replied.While Brad and Jake changed into their hockey uniforms, Wendy sat in the arena seats between Dan and Karen. Sitting several rows behind the Falcons bench was Abby between Diane and Brenda, along with Cathy. All the girls wore their usual low-cut tops and short skirts for. It wasn't just him reading me, I could read him, too. Oh, I couldn't quite influence his thinking the way he'd influenced mine, I hadn't the practice for that, this was all too new to me. But his mind wasn't any stronger than mine, and his thoughts were in my head as much as mine were in his. For a moment we exchanged mental probes, each of us seeking to know how much of the other's thoughts were exposed, and then he capitulated."You see too much already," he said—a little bitterly, I thought.. OK, I’ll think it over. How is your staff coming along?”“I have no idea,” I said, laughing slightly. “I’ve been a little busy putting out fires to really focus much on that. I’ve asked Susan to cull through the resumes. She’s going to send the ones she thinks would do better on this end to me. I told her I couldn’t even think about things until we get through Dallas.”Liz frowned slightly.“You’ll want to interview them yourself,” she opined.“I will,” I said. “I figure we’ll find a time to bring.