"I was beginning to wonder if James wasn't deliberately adding some sortof narration to his movie but was distracted as we stood beside the bedtogethe.... The lights were brighter here and I could really make out thedetails of his sex and I had to fight myself to keep from gawking at it.James turned to his birth father and gruffly said:"You, get over there and take off her robe and don't even think abouttouching her. The whore's mine now."John walked over with his tiny soft shriveled prick and I. I met her through another musician who's in a position to know a prodigy when she hears one." I can make a few phone calls, sort of get things going," Mizz Patel said. "I'll let you know what we can do next." Oh, thank you so much," I said."No, thank YOU, Cindy," Mizz Patel returned. "You've added a lot of interesting things to my life in the last year." It really has been just about a year, hasn't it?" I replied and giggled. "It's been good for me. For you?"Mizz Patel smiles a lot, but this. No one else had the passion she did. A gunshot rang out, echoing off the walls of the enclosed pool area. She heard the cheers, but then, nothing at all, as she dived into the water. She kept a low profile as she cut through the water, then extended her arms, pushing the water past her, her legs propelling her faster through the water. Every third stroke, she went up to take a breath. She came to the wall at the other end of the pool, flipped forward, and kicked off the wall, slicing through. If being gay in the football world did anything, it made you a good liar. Back in the hotel room Jackson laid out on the bed the new designer jeans that Geoff had brought and then played mix and match with the new shirts. He eventually found a combination he thought was the best then added the new suede lace up ankle boots. "Right shower time and careful you don't wet your hair," Jackson said to Geoff as he pulled his own clothes off. They showered together and it was all they could do to keep.