We settled for another field goal by Hal Long. Score: 7-6 Cornwall.The two offenses alternated smashing their way up the field. Our drive would stall ...hen we got a penalty. Their drive would stall when they couldn't complete a pass on a long third down.We had the ball at the two minute warning. We switched to our hurry-up offense. We used our three receiver formations to spread Cornwall's defense out. Drew and Ian pounded the ball up field three or four yards a carry. We mixed in quick passes. "Don't tell," she said, "but this is some of ours, the nurses' coffee." Thanks. That's very kind of you."Yvonne smiled. It was a curious mixture of pleasure, diffidence and conspiracy.Reg could not help but smile back.Yvonne looked round and then sat down in the visitor's chair. "If sister sees me sitting down I'll get all sorts of grief," she grinned."Don't get into trouble on my account."Yvonne blushed slightly. "You're worth it," she whispered.Reg looked at her in amazement."You're a hero.". A sixty year old guy sorta stands out like a sore thumb at a party full of twenty-something males and females.I noted that one of the twenty-something females was Tamara. She too was there alone, with Anthony her other half having stayed in their home city, leaving her to travel alone to the party. She was not mixing that much with the others, and her friend (the hostess of the party) was rapidly wiping herself out.Sensing that she was at a loose end, I engaged her in some light conversation. He doesn't give in; he keeps at me, pleasing me. It’s then I hear the door open, and I want to scream. I’m scared it’s Mr. Reeds coming in late to work. Mystery man speaks. “It’s about time; I've been waiting for you. I thought you chickened out.” The other person doesn't say anything, but Mystery man laughs. I hear noise, but can’t tell what is happening. Mystery man goes back to eating my pussy. I’m so confused, and utterly turned on. His tongue works in ways I've never felt before. I keep.