.. and grinned at his wide-outs. "Run like hell, guys."He overthrew the receiver on the left sideline, but Stanford managed to get a pass interference...call out of it.The X-Post, called for the wide-outs to clear the zones by crossing about 10 yards downfield. The primary receiver was the tight end, who was supposed to block for two seconds, then streak straight down the field. Either wide receiver could also be a target, if one came free.When they ran the play, the defensive backs got confused. ." Sandy! You see what's happening here? Damn it, you've gotta help me outta this!" You want to go back into the box?" I will -- if you tell me to. But I don't think that's it. I think it's you." Me? What'd I do?" You didn't do anything. I'm not saying -- I don't mean it's your fault I can't hit. But, look what's been happening!" What?" When you come to the game, I hit like a sonuvabitch! When you're not here, I get my ass kicked by pitchers I used to own!" Oh, c'mon, now Slug! That's nothing. Right through the entire winter, the spring and the summer was spectacular. With a ticket bought at the Shell, someone regularly won at least a thousand dollars every lottery drawing.The excitement was just slacking off in the fall when Mom bought a ticket and WON a million ... I had nothing to do with that!! I swear! And I did that too ... swore ... and got my mouth washed out with soap."Son of a Bitch, Mom!! ... You fucking won! Moooommm I'm too old for ... pifft ack ick eww!"Oh yeah ... we. I let Jason douche me in the shower and showed him how to insert a tampon. I washed the towel and felt good! Even my cramps didn't seem as bad. Another hard fuck a couple of hours later and I felt great. Fucking, at least for me, turned out to be better than any pills to relieve cramps. I put buying more dark brown towels on my list of things to do and with minimum alterations to our usual fucking, the 4 days passed with great sex. It was very nice to have Jason's hard body to snuggle against.