It’s crazy them letting a kid like you play in our league, you will probably get hurt, cry about it and try to sue the school. They should just have...let me play at shortstop, it’s where I have always played whatever league I was in, so I am bound to be better than you, I just reckon the coaches feel sorry for you.” His two friends backing him up laughed at me.I didn’t back down, or get aggressive, as I stood there considering what he had just said. Once he started to fidget, not understanding. She laughed. "If your ID didn't say Chris Walker, I'd almost believe you beyond the fact that you're the same age he was twenty-five years ago." Did you say Walker?" Do you know who you are?" she said concerned."I'm Chris Walker?" I'm going to get the doctor now. I can't give you a drink without his approval." Wait!" I said. "You look familiar. What's your name?" Amy." Amy!" Is there something wrong with Amy?" No, no," I said, quickly understanding what was going on. "I'm okay. My name is Chris. "Secretly he felt quite hurt. He realized that he'd counted on the old intimacy but it was gone. He had Maddy during the daytime but her nights belonged to Vic. Once the training started he began to scold her for her night time activities."You're losing sleep, f-f-fooling around with your fiance too much," he complained. "How can I bring you to top form when you dissipate my work each night?"She merely gave him a cool, infuriating smile. "Look at my daily records. At this point in my training. Come on, let’s go to sleep, we’ve got a big day of doing nothing ahead of us,” I said. She kissed me softly on the lips and cuddled up to me as I cut out the lamplight that for some reason I was still holding. Truth is, I did know what we were talking about, but I want the rest of this trip to be Stephanie free, so I let it go.“Goodnight Randy, I love you," she said wrapping my arm around her waist. “Goodnight baby, I love you too,” I said back. I kissed her neck and slowly drifted into a.