No luck. Mom and Dad had a big dictionary in the bookcase in the living room. The thing was about 4" thick and weighed a ton. I was able to find schlo...g. It was a Yiddish word and it was slang for a male sexual organ. That didn't do me a whole lot of good. I thought Weinstein was Jewish and I knew they spoke Yiddish, so I knew I was on the right trail.Organ threw me a couple of curves. I ruled out the musical instrument right away, but got stuck on a bunch of medical terms before I figured that. He found a Starbucks a couple of blocksaway and counted out his change. The warmth of the coffee did little torevive him. He stared at the phone in his hand. Patty had texted askinghow it had gone. He couldn't bring himself to reply.This woman who edited a fucking airline magazine had told him that hetook yearbook photos. He sat and thumbed through his portfolio, think ofthe hospital and home. New York seemed so much brighter and alive. Hecould only think of home in browns and reds. Or as some. Apparently, it had not been hormones that were the problem as much as the need for assurance and affirmation. Cheryl was greatly relieved to have her partner back at full force.The football team's next game was on the road again, the third time in four games. The opponents were perennial second or third place finishers in the conference. Cal's team had not won on their field since any of the current coaching staff had been in place. It was to be the last game in which they were able to surprise. All eyes were on me and I couldnt get out of the situation Whats that on your face and hair Fiona? I knew it wasnt going to be long before one of them asked about my sticky face and matted hair and I was hardly in a position to lie. Its Neal and Shauns sperm. And theres plenty more where that came from Neal said grabbing at his crotch. Ok Fiona, Im starting to see I different side to you, maybe these photos are real after all I continued to strip until I was in my underwear standing before the.