You know, lectures and stuff. And this summer I’ll have to get to the office—”“Office?”“I’ve got work experience at a solicitor’s offi...e in town.”“Oh, right. Mom said you were doing law. I thought about law, but I don’t think I could ever get my head around it properly.” She looked around the room and when she saw no new customers were waiting to order, sat opposite me. “I think I’d like to try accounting. I’m good with numbers you see. But I stuffed up my A-levels and I don’t know if I’ll ever. The only unfettered female in the place is not my kind of girl - not enough tit, too thin lips. She looks like she's trolling too. Definitely not the innocent, adventurous sort I prefer.Standing up from the barstool, I glance over at her table, for no particular reason.My gaze sweeps past her without really looking as I head for the door. Then something niggles at my mind and I turn back... There! She's got this LOOK on her face - Catherine Zeta Jones eyes. Smoldering, inviting, laughing and. When I shot into her that time she didn't protest at all. When I finally pulled out of her she just layed there and looked up at me with hate and loathing in her eyes.I got behind the wheel and pulled away from the curb. When I got her home I went around and opened the door and went to help her out. She jerked her arm away from me, but her legs were wobbly and she was unsteady on her feet so, despite her protests, I picked her up and carried her to the house. Once inside I thought 'What the. On one play I told Ed, "I'm going deep. Under throw me by ten or fifteen yards, OK?"Ed said, "Sure. What's up?"I answered, "Call it preparation for when we play Central."I ran a deep streak route. Trent did his best to follow. Ed threw the ball short. It bounced five yards short of Trent, who was three steps behind me.Trent smiled and said, "You're going to have a fun year aren't you?"I answered, "We'll manage. Ed is improving." I threw an ugly pass back towards Ed that fluttered and bounced to.