I can’t remember the exact wording, but the message stayed true.There are some things I can’t control, so I don’t try to. Instead, I focus on wh...t I can control.Wise words. The amount of control I had over my wish was the wording and intent. Until I made my first wish, I wasn’t entirely sure what effect that would have. So why waste energy and worry about what I can’t control? Instead, I should focus on what I can control. How I powered the wish.Amara kissed me again. This time, it was heated. I was already looking into a way to avoid being represented by the NFLPA anyway, so I didn't give a crap if they were mad or not.Fittingly, I was in the University of Alabama School of Law library when draft day rolled around. I had brought my cell phone with me, but I'd put it on vibrate. Alex and his clan were having a draft day party at the house, but I had bigger things to worry about.The draft started at noon and I was shocked when my cell phone rang at 12:10. My shock wore off when Alex. The weather was just perfect . The rains had just stopped and it was cold breeze blowing through. It was the perfect moment to sit and talk about life. We did a final cheers together , gulped down the drink in one shot , smiled at each other signalled for another one.After few rounds of drinks and immense conversations, she was shivering. Giving her my jacket, I held her close to me and continued to talk about life and sky. We do get closer with he cold and rains. The sky was cloudy, few. The darker inner lips were exposed and spread like the petals of a flower. My fingers spread the inner lips apart a little more as my tongue entered her vagina. My eyes were wide open as I buried my face into her body. I felt the tip of my nose bump her anus while I ate her out. Jane pushed her hips up to meet me and matched each pass of my tongue with a slight exhale. Jane’s orgasm mounted. Her breath alternated with a subtle squeal and panting. Jane clutched the sheets with both fists while.