It was like alcohol. Some whiskeys were good, some were great. Some were cheap, and some were expensive. They were all good whiskey, Charlie was simpl...y the best.He could fuck harder and faster and gentler and… better. His hands were more deft, his touch more versatile. He commanded respect and obedience, he intoxicated her with his voice and… His cum.Lauren pictured him standing over her, his cock glistening from her pussy and her mouth, cumming on her massive tits and grunting, “Good girl,. I played with you to warm you up and was surprised so excited you actually became from being tied up. At the agreed time I said I was sorry but I was desperate for the bathroom and slipped out on the balcony. Jack was already waiting. We wished each other luck. I held back until I saw Jack sitting down at the end of the bed running a hand up the inside of your leg. I would have liked to stay, but thought of May who might be wondering where Jack was so I hurried in to her. It turned out that. ”“Will Sterling ain’t here,” Caine said. “We don’t know where he is. Fuck off.”“Let them in,” Janie said calmly.Caine glanced over his shoulder, his expression surprised and concerned. “Bad idea. They just-”“Would you rather I spoke with them outside?” Janie asked archly.Caine sighed and turned back to the crack in the door. “She says she’ll talk to you. Move your fucking hoof.”After a moment, the boot moved. Caine shut the door, unchained it, and opened it again just enough for their visitors. Still, it was pretty cool.I made sure to get home in time for dinner and to watch the news. Coach was right, in that most things were cut down to tiny pieces. Our new name was given, along with a modified version of our motto. That was cleaned up to become “Eat-’em-alive-and-spit-out-the-bones!” Then he closed with my interview, and my comment about Mom being proud of me. Mom laughed so hard she was crying, and my father and brothers were just rolling on the floor.That Friday, East Cobb was.