Parker and your 'biggest fan' are both bowling for the Bombers,and quite frankly tearing up the joint. My dear teammates havedefinitely made it clear...to me that I should 'take my sweet time'getting back, so I thought I would see you get introduced in yourfabulous frock. Besides," she holds up her glass, "champagne." So now the truth is out, huh, drinky drinky?", I say with a grin."Actually mother, the sissy next to me, is on one of your scholarshipsand is dying to meet you." I know my. "Suki, I need to be honest with you. I sort of got you here under false pretenses," I confessed."What do you mean?" Well I wanted to see you, but I didn't know if you would be up for dating, so I told you I had some business ideas to run past you," I said, sheepishly."I see, well that's okay because the truth is I wanted to see you as well. Mr. Baxter made a comment yesterday at work. He said that you and I have been having a lot of 'meetings' lately. He seems to think you might be sweet on me. That day my parents were in my home town for some marriage and so I had to have dinner at my aunt’s place. My aunt’s house was of 2 bedrooms flat, with only one passage way to the kitchen, bedrooms and bathroom from the main hall. It was about 6.30pm in the evening. I was going to the guest bedroom which was on right side of the passage and suddenly my aunt came out of the kitchen which was on the left side of the passage and he had a collision together. Her left hand accidentally hit my balls.. This is between me and my bitch sister!’ I shook my head. ‘Not anymore. I’m making this my business. Hit the road before I help you hit it my way.’ I out-weighed the scrawny bastard by thirty pounds or so and none of it was fat. I raised an eyebrow in invitation. ‘Like your sister, I solve my own problems. You should take a page from her: solve this one yourself and leave.’ ‘Fuck you,’ he snarled even as he backed away from me. ‘That bitch of a sister has been living off Mother’s money, so why.