Gabby Hunter, that's me, was our number one wrestler. I'm a 21-year-old junior, an art history major, and a starter on the volleyball team.Rox Green w...as our number two, a 22-year-old senior, a business major. She was a three-sport high school athlete, but she didn't go out for sports in college. She spent her summers doing physical work in her family's sawmill in Idaho. She was very strong, and very fast.Maria Cuban was our number three, a 19-year-old freshman, pre-med major.Ashley Law was our. Period."Shannon blinked. "That's a serious rule." I'm serious about it," Bart replied. "Break it and see what happens." What's the flip side?" Shannon asked, wondering 'Why isn't Bridgette asking these questions?'"What am I offering?" Bart clarified. Shannon nodded. "A relationship." He paused. "I really wasn't prepared to offer two..." Oh." Shannon took it like a slap.Bart wasn't looking at her - he was frowning at the floor. "It would tend to complicate things. You two would have to cooperate. Billy looked especially handsome, as if he could look anymore handsome to the two women in his life, in his uniform with the sergeant’s strips, the new rank he had made in Afghanistan . He had is mom’s blondish hair and blue eyes. He stood five feet ten inches tall with broad shoulders and little boys innocent, always smiling face. Ann went to the kitchen to see about getting something to eat as the two “kids” went up stairs. In his room, Billy dropped the duffle on the floor, took off his. I went close to her, and moved my finger slowly upwards from her leg, to her thighs and then around her wet pink pussy. I felt it all around, and then touched it. She gave a little sigh as I touched it.I then moved my finger inside her and felt her wetness from inside. Soon I started moving it in and out. She was enjoying what I was doing to her. I moved my finger out, and moved her pussy lips apart and tasted her pussy. She was growing mad with my touches. I moved my tongue inside to taste it.