What did I JUST say? I'm here to talk.. just brilliant Tom! "I.. I mean that is unless you want to talk about.. about you know.. what's going on with ...ou and Cory?" "That's okay, I don't want to talk about that now," she whispered. (Slightly seductively? Surely not.) "Oh.. erm so what do you want to do?" Panic was begin to register in my voice. She was basically upon me now, moving her face closer to mine. "I think you know, Tom. You've been so kind to me and you always understand." "I... I.... Tim Showalter would fill in for me if I was too tired. Karl Weaver would play as the flanker, my normal spot, on Saturday.I made it outside in time for our two mile run at the end of practice. The team headed back inside to shower and change. I was dressing when Jeremy came up to me slapped me on the back and declared, "I hear you will finally do some honest work on this team. Welcome to the defense, Kyle." Thanks, Jeremy," I answered. "This is going to be really weird for me." I don't know if. She smiled when she saw me. “Hello Mike,” she said, as got closer, “I was wondering when I'd bump into you again.” As it was another nice day, I made the suggestion we go to the park again and luckily for me as it turned out, she agreed. We talked as we walked, and she asked what I did in my spare time. I told her I liked fishing, photography, walking and that I had just started writing. “What,” she said, sounding surprised, “you're writing a book?” “No,” I laughed, “stories, I'm writing short. Then he gave her a hickey on her tit too. That afternoon she was passed around to six other men that had fucked in the past and two that hadn’t. Then she removed her clothes for me to inspect her tits. They were almost covered with ten hickeys. They looked gross to me instead of exciting. They were in various stages of turning black and blue to turning brown. I asked her not to let them give her any more hickeys and she agreed. She also said the ‘fuck me’ got the most attention and then she.