” “Not as nervous as me!” “I wouldn’t bet on it. But they are hotter in real life than on TV, aren’t they?” “I didn’t get much ti...e to look, but I think you’re right. I thought I’d seen big guys before, but they’re something else.” Ginny says nothing. She knows my taste for footballers. I’ve had posters of my favourites on my wall since the moment puberty hit. Soon we’re in our seats, the bright winter sun on our faces and an endless supply of drinks in ours hands. The game is tense, but. " What? Didn't Doctor Crinfield send her your way?" Well actually it was Bob who called me in. I'm wondering if he knewsomething was wrong..." What happened?"Ivy shifted a little, obviously checking to see who was around. "Thepatient was diagnosed with needing a new heart valve. It wasn't theproblem though; she has a Vascular Ring that's causing the symptomsthat she's experiencing." That was a good catch then Ivy," she told her."It was, but I didn't make it." Who did?" I sensed one arm shift. God, it was sore! But the discomfort up between her legs faded into insignificance when compared to the black wave of shame which engulfed her. As she recalled the debauching scene earlier in the day with Foster and Denise, the humiliated young wife turned, burying her head in the pillow, as if trying to shut out a nightmare.She lay there sobbing for a moment, knowing that she couldn't go to work - couldn't face anyone at the television station. Still weeping in despair, she used the bedside. Do you think that being your father’s favorite will keep them from kicking you out of their house, like they did your step-sister, if you got pregnant? Get your shit together already or I will have to do it for you, and I really don’t want to be that kind of person. To be clear, I don’t have any issues with you banging the boys in your school or even in high school, but I do the men. They don’t give a shit about you. You were just a willing cunt for them to poke. I would have even been cool.