I opened the door to the kitchen to see my mom and dad in the midst of preparing lunch. Five plates were set out on the kitchen table. “Mom, Dad, we...’re here!”They turned to face us and both of them almost gasped. I said, “Mom, Dad, this is Karen Mason, my fiancé. Karen, these are my parents.”Mom went to Karen and said, “You are gorgeous! Your speaking voice suggested beauty but you are far prettier than I had expected.” They hugged.Dad and I shook hands and gave each other a man hug. “Son, she. They may know rules, but they don't feel the game. The jocks know the game, but can't necessarily talk it up on the spur of a moment into a microphone.Then there's me.There were perks. Second best was a nice heated announcer's booth with a great view of the field. I drafted Tami to help me track stats on her computer. Traci, Kelly, and Peter also shared our warm perch. Mikee would have, but she got drafted to the varsity cheerleaders when Patricia Kale decided to move without telling anyone. Well ... she will be wearing flip flops, but we don't count them as clothes."Howard, Nancy, and Jeremy began the tour of the facilities with a visit to the medical facilities where the slaves were sterilized and fitted with their GPS device. With the women, insertion of the GPS was done at the same time as the hysterectomy, and the device was placed in the resulting body cavity. For the men, the GPS device was placed in the scrotum at the time of the vasectomy, which was a little more extensive. Just as I pulled my fingers out of her, Tony thrust himself up her to the hilt and she sat back on him. Tony was on his back looking ecstatic; he winked at me as Kat rode him. I looked at Tony as I stood beside the action and began fondling Kat's tits. Tony smiled and his face grew red. I put the camera on a nearby table, pointing at the three of us, set on a wider angle and left it to record us. I got on the bed, fully clothed, but kicked off my shoes, straddled Tony behind Kat and put my arms.