" Joe tossed a ream of paper in front of the head schemer."But it's a fucking..." the jerk looked at the last page, " ... twenty-six pages." Then you'... better start. We're not going to stay all day are we? Everyone settled in reading?" Yes, boss," or variations came through the speakerphone."No trouble?" NH 2 here. The guy had a fucking .22!" said J."I guess you were right about that one," Joe snickered."Yeah, a real Scarface lover. He's even jittery like his nose just buried itself in a mound. They simply pointed out to the players what they needed to work on, then stood back as the older players and the two captains ran the practice. The coaches were there only to supervise and answer any group questions. “Good,” “Do it again to see you understand it,” and “Perfect! Next play,” were phrases the coaching staff used all practice long.Jeff Smith honked the horn of his sweet Pontiac GTO at Tim and pulled away from the curb in front of Tim’s house. Everyone called it the best practice. I took the lift reached the apartment. I rang the bell and after a few seconds the door was opened. There stood a lady in a t shirt and pajama. She had big boobs and a slightly curved belly and big butts which stretched the pajamas.Yes” She said, and I said “Am Raj I called about the apartment and we had agreed to meet here at 3 pm” ” oh yes Raj pls come in”It was summer and she was perspiring and I cud see the outline of her panties and bra and sweat in her under arms. She turned suddenly and. She wore delicately patterned black silk pantyhose and elegantly simple shoes with a stylish, choked silhouette and chunky two-inch heels. This woman I loved was always the essence of good taste and classic style. As soon as we were in my car, I kissed her. Our tongues met and we kissed passionately. She sighed with pleasure, ran her fingers through my hair, and very quickly but firmly touched the upper portion of my leg. Then in a final tease, she ran her hand over my lap, paused midway for a.