That got us talking about what she did for a living. I explained that all I knew was that she worked as a Sales Manager; although what she actually so...d I wasn’t that sure about. When Paul asked me if she was any good at it, I said I didn’t really know but that considering Fliss didn’t like her at all, she must be good otherwise they’d have already found an excuse of get rid of her.“Are you thinking DataFon, Dad?” Jenny asked with a smile.Paul nodded, before explaining that DataFon was a. She finished wrapping me up, handed me crutches and without a word left the training room.I realized that I had stepped in it and wisely and silently went back on the field to watch the rest of the game. We won a close game that should have been a blowout.I asked the coach after the game if I could talk to the entire staff and team the next day after practice. He asked why and when I told him I had screwed up with the trainer and wanted to publicly apologize. He agreed to it.During the next. Frankly I was embarrassed about what had happened last night ... if it happened at all. I couldn't believe my mother would actual jerk me off."Good morning," my mother said."Uh, good morning, Mom," I said sheepishly."Did you sleep well last night?" she asked."Uh ... yeah, sure. How about you?" Great. Especially after our talk," she answered.For a moment I thought she was talking about the discussion about the gay magazine. But then she said, "I was so worried about telling you about being. “Bruce just pulled out the silver claws,” she said, biting her lip. “The buffer’s lost an arm and a leg, but he’s still going at it. Bruce has taken a few hits, but his regeneration is still going strong. I’m just worried he’s going to run out of gnosis...” She said, biting her lip slightly.Tiff sighed, slowly, then opened her eyes again. She looked at Bryce, biting her lip as she watched him fiddle with his collar – his pheremone masker. It kept him from going completely nutty, being stuck in.