She usually played early in the day when it was cooler and she avoided feeling self-conscience having a bunch of boys hanging around the court watchin... her tits bounce as she chased the tennis ball around the court. Her regular partner was Dean the tennis instructor an even temper older gentleman that was popular with most of the boys at the camp.Jane asked me how I was feeling and I told her I was much better but still a little sore, she asked if I had used the bathroom and I blushed a little. It’s the name of the company, sweetie.”“Oh!” Marina said, blushing. She must seem like a complete dolt to this clerk, she thought. “Yes, I read everything. I understand what will happen and that there are possible risks involved.”Janice checked off the rest of the boxes on her checklist and said, “Okie dokie. Just go sit over there by the wall, and Vibex will be here to take you back momentarily.”Marina frowned, “Back where?”Janice huffed impatiently, “Back to the procedure room. Are you sure. A pleasure Tommy.” Tank’s large caramel cream colored hand engulfs Tommy’s. Holy fuck his hand is big, it could probably fit around my waist. Tommy muses to himself while absent mindedly checking out Tank. The man is built like a Ford truck with muscles to match, his biceps straining against a tight red training shirt, and tree trunk like legs encased by a pair of what appears to be a set of black tights. He has coffee colored skin, a rough yet confident face and a short buzzed haircut.Tommy. As Mrs. Calloway shrieked, the sheriff looked past them at the blank wall."I think I see what's happening," Carter said with amazing calm. "Reverend Matthews raped and impregnated his own daughter. He needs someone to blame it on, so he chose me. Since we are not in his church, we're fair game and won't cost him any members or any offering money. You two," he pointed at the sheriff and the DA, "are elected officials and he will cost you your jobs if you don't go along. Supposedly, you're both.