TThe poor beefy prisoner has no idea how much worse it will get. Dr. Gerard returns to his office and finds the muscular stripped subject wearing only...the skimpy towel around his private parts. His muscular arms are modestly crossed over his crotch. He takes note of the body language of discomfort and apprehension. This observation is written in his report. Now let me remove this device for the time being and see how matters are down there, the doctor mentions in a casual yet clinical tone.. I bend over the machine trying to figure out how to put it back in and I feel you lean over, with your head next to mine and I feel your breath on my cheek. I turn my head slowly and our lips brush... You're looking at me as I'm looking at you, centimetres apart... For what seems like minutes. You close the gap and we kiss. Gently at first but then with more passion. Your arms around the back of my neck while I hold the back of your neck and head with one hand and the other going up and down. She got out, and the cabby opened the trunk and set out some luggage on the sidewalk. "Cindy, it's Sheila! She's got bags. What's going on?" Cindy came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. She pushed back a lock of hair from her face, and went to the front door. Opening it she felt Sheila grabbing her and hugging. I could hear crying. What was happening? I slipped out and took the luggage from the cabby. He left, having been paid already. We all sat down in the living room. I was. They were warmup patsies for a national powerhouse that was favored to win their conference, and was ranked in the top ten in pre-season polls.The fact that he would be playing against Vick and that Tessa would be in the stands added interest, but did nothing to quell the nerves. In addition, Martin had found a sports bar back home that could pick up the regional feed of the game. He had rented a room with two large screens so all of the friends and family of Cal and Vick could watch. Martin.