Everything wasthe same, but for the voices coming out of the boys. The offense brokehuddle, and the lineman lined up along the ball in their three po...ntstances. The receivers split out and Gary, my boyfriend, looked over thedefense and called out the signals in his soft, musical voice: "Red,Red, 120. 120. Hut, hut, hut."He handed the ball to the tailback who made a cut at the line to shake atackler, ran forward for about six yards and was decleated by the safetywho hit him so hard the "POP". He gave her a quizzical look but complied at a smile from her. “If all the men were watches in bright shiny cases,” she sang as she straddled and walked up the length of his body. She stopped with her feet on either side of his head, and dropped down. “I’d be the hands and I’d sit on their faces.” That one evoked cheers as she grabbed Bill’s hair and rocked her hips against his mouth. She almost wished she’d worn a skirt instead of jeans. She finally let him up after the chorus was done. “I was wondering when you would be home.” “Shoot sorry babe, I was chatting with a friend of mine about editing their book. I’m on my way; it’ll be ten minutes tops.” She said, her smile was practically audible. “Sounds great, hey maybe I can read it over and send him some thoughts.” Jack responded, trying to break off the conversation to hide the fact that he was going to step outside. “I bet SHE would love that…” Lauren emphasized the gender of her friend and couldn’t help but giggle. “I’ll. Mamiyaar ulle vanthu paarthaalum ullaiye attach bathroom irukirathu angu sendru nee ozhinthu kolalam endru sollinen.Sari naan eppadiyaavathu vara paarkiren endru sollinaan, oru naal avan indru katayam varuvathaaga solli irunthaan. Athanaal naan papavai mamaiyar arugil paduka vaithu viten, en mamiyaar kanavanudan pesi kondu irupen endru ninaithu avargal amaithiyaaga ennai ethum ketka matargal.Naan iravil vaasal kathavai mamiyar thungiya udan sexiyaaga kathavai thiranthu viten, kathalanai ullle.