"Here's your homework."I thanked him, then picked up the "Jill — Pictures" box and put it down on the couch next to me. I opened up the journal box ...nd saw that they all had dates on the binders. I took the two earliest."She left all her journals. She started them a few months after she left Daddy and me. I'm going to check out the first two, then I'll bring them back and get some more. I don't know how Daddy will feel about you looking at them but I'd get permission if I were you. Same thing. Why don't you put it down and fight for your woman like a man." If you were alone I'd kick your sorry black ass from here to the city limit sign and back, but you aren't alone and I'm not stupid. Besides, where I come from white women who fuck niggers are called pigs and a man doesn't fight over a pig. Now take your pig and get out of my bedroom."The other two blacks looked at the man on the bed as if asking what they should do and he gave me a hard look which I sent right back at him. Finally. What have you done to me?" Suddenly released emotions crowded one another, making it almost impossible for her to speak. She shrank back in her chair. "Who... What are you, some kind of an alien or something?" Just a man. One with a few powers most people aren't capable of." He smiled ruefully. "I'm sorry that I had to take charge of you like that, but I'm afraid that this is more important than you can realize right now." Powers? What kind of powers? You take over my mind, make me do things,. I found myself spending a lot of time on 'special teams' blocking for punts and running down under kickoffs, learning to stay in my lane and break up the other side's 'wedge'.In the pre-season games, I'd usually come in during the second period and run some patterns with the second unit, as well as all the special teams appearances. I did OK, though I was still learning the system and the differences between the pro and college game.Hanna came down for the first preseason game and stayed to.