Part of it was for something to do when he was missing Cheryl. Part of it was his growing determination to make the college team next year, and not ju...t as a kicker.When he stopped to think about it, he had to chuckle at how his athletic career had started with golf as his main sport, to be supplanted by basketball in his junior high years. His introduction to football had been almost an accident. Now, he was focusing on football at the college level, and he had hardly touched his golf clubs. At three, Marissa buzzed David. “The successful candidates are here, Mr Musgrave.”“Send them in Mz Halton, please.”The door opened and Marissa entered carrying two folders, followed by a tall young man and Siân.“Mr Craig Wilkins and Mz Siân Price, Mr Musgrave,” she introduced them, placing the files on his desk and shooting him a knowing grin and a wink.David came round his desk, shook hands with both and gestured to the chairs in front of his desk. “Please, sit down.” Then he returned to his. The whole thing was nothing more than a show to make her act seem legitimate.Then again, her prediction about Jamie had come true.Kara walked faster, often snapping her gaze into the eerie darkness at the slightest sound or movement in her peripheral vision. A thin cloud passed in front of the moon, causing its glow to take on a dusty - and slightly ruddy - tinge.Not a single car passed as she walked along the road, staring at the street lights of town, wishing they were closer. The distinct. She moaned as his pace quickened, and he began to ram his length into her mouth, feeling the back of her throat close around his head. She was making choking, gagging sounds as he entered her, and he quickly felt himself getting to the end.A couple of final, ruthless thrusts into her desparate, gagging mouth, and he pulled out. This wasn't going to end so soon. Her eyes opened, and he saw her moment of hope that he had taken pity on her. She should have known better. He dropped quickly to.