“I was in and out between showings and the office. I can barely move! Did you want to order something for dinner or do you have something cooking?�... she asked sounding tired.“I took out some chicken to thaw a little while ago. I can start working on it and make stir-fry,” I told her.“That sounds delicious,” she admitted. “You need my help?” she asked and I could see in her eyes that she was torn, hoping that I would, but also hoping that I’d tell her to rest.“It’s pretty simple,” I said. “Why. He would always wear these tight black leather pants with a zipper that went from back to front, and he was a heavy guy, maybe twice my size. One day he came to school in patent leather pumps. He would suck on yogurt packages while staring people down. He wasn't shy. One day I way laying in my bed on my laptop watching porn and grinding on a pillow and a message popped up from him on aol asking me what I was up to. I said nothing, he might have assumed that since I was online and not playing. Mi sento invadere da un gran caldo, vuoi per l’imbarazzo, vuoi per il video il quale mostrava Moana inginocchiata intenta a fare un pompino a Rocco. No mi ero neanche accorta che una sua mano era già nei suoi pantaloni che slacciava i bottoni. Ero praticamente in trance, poggio il caffè sul tavolo, quando Pino spostando la mano che aveva sbottonato il tutto, fa letteralmente saltellare un cazzo già pronto di generose dimensioni, mi prende la mano e mi tira verso se. Mi inginocchio in uno stato. “Woooow...” I drawled.“I know! I look incredible. Thanks, sexy!” She tapped me on the chin dimple and gave me a peck on the cheek before turning on her toe and sashaying down the hallway. “PARKER” was emblazoned on her back. She was claiming me by wearing that jersey, I realized, and I didn’t mind at all.“Hey guys,” I offered with a friendly smile, setting my tray next to Deedee. I had a view of my usual table, and my crew was blowing air kisses my way and laughing like hyenas. I pretended to.