"Mom! Wait!" I called out, "You're in the right apartment." Jimmy?" she questioned turning toward me.She was probably thirty five but she looked older... I could see that at one time she had been much more than just a very good looking woman, but now she looked used up. Her black hair was pulled back and messy and her freshly plucked eyebrows looked like little rolled cigarettes. Her red skirt and white blouse had seen better days. The top three buttons of her blouse were open showing a good. ”I’d forgotten to set the hidden properties of my files before I gave her the laptop and now she was showing me that she had found the folders with over a hundred sexual orientated stories I had written over several years. She was not waiting my explanation, “Did you write these or did you copy them from somewhere?”No sense in hiding the truth, at 58 she was old enough to know the facts of life. “I wrote them, all of them. I sometimes just sat and let my thoughts go and these are what I came up. “I’m fucking exhausted! Most of the guys have ten games experience so far, and I thought the exhibition games were tough!” Brad sighed.“I knew you were a good player Brad, but holy fuck man, I didn’t know you’re this great! This is fucking unbelievable!” Jake commented.“What can I say? I play with great teammates. I never expected a night like this either!” They touched water bottles.Abby had been busy chatting with the family and texting Brad’s game to Britney and Amber. She took a few minutes. This was the first time he had ever gone beyond the usual yelling and screaming, it surprised me so much I just staggered back into the chair behind me. The hand that I had known all my life, that had picked me up when I was down and guided me towards the right decision and the same one that had just slapped me, caressed my face, lightly rubbing the red welt that was now starting to sting. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “I know what you were doing. I used to see that look on all.