”“Wait,” Jess said, slightly confused, “you weren’t thinking about that? You split your focus into figuring the rest out while just rambling.... That was surprisingly coherent for something like that.”“As penance for your incompetence and wasting our time, you must take off your pants,” insisted Marie.“That makes no fucking sense,” Mark complained.“I’m drunk enough that I agree with Marie. Take off your pants, you are outvoted.”“This is insane,” Mark sighed as he began taking off his shoes to more. The coach would pick two or three guys to put everything away and send the rest of us into the showers. The day I got picked, there really wasn’t too much to put away other than a couple carts of basket-balls. Only, when I got the carts to the equipment-room, the door was locked. I had to go find the coach for his keys, go and put away the balls, then when I went to give the coach’s keys back, I couldn’t find him. By this time, the final bell had rang and most everyone was dressed and. “I can see your point. You have given me something to think about. Can I ask you one last question?” I asked. “Sure go ahead Miss Big Boobs. If your brother wouldn't want to play with them, then he might be gay!” she laughed. “You said, you have jerked your brother's off with your hand and your mouth, and that you have let them put their fingers inside of you. Did you ever go further...and let them fuck you as well?” “Yes, all three of them have fucked me numerous times. Like I said, once. Today, she was wearing some new jeans that looked good and stylish on her, some half-fancy sandals, and a simple white shirt, but one that looked a lot more fashionable than I was used to seeing on her. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail, and it wasn’t her normal, partly frizzy hair. I had thought that she was kind of cute before, even though she never did anything to make that obvious, but today she looked pretty. I had about four seconds to decide how to greet her, and I really wanted to.