We started about two years ago after I retired from the NFL,” I told him.Ben almost spit out his drink hearing that. “The NFL? Who did you play fo...?”“I was lucky and played my entire career with Chicago. I was in the league for twelve years,” I said smiling at Sally.When I looked at Sally, she could tell I was wondering why she said Ben would not know anything about football.“I am sure Sally told you I don’t follow sports but I am sure she knew who you were right honey?” he said to confirm. “That shouldn’t be a problem. Out on the pull tonight I take it?” She teased.“Maybe.” I replied.“Okay, but you’ve got to promise to share all the juicy details with Dick and me if you manage to get lucky.” She instructed. After agreeing a time to come and pick up one of her dresses. I resumed my plan for the day. The rest of the morning and early afternoon were spent taking in the sights of Oxford. I visited Oxford Castle – little more than a stone keep on a mound, walked through the gardens of. .. uh ... I was wondering if I might be able to take you for a coffee, or something,” he said somewhat bashfully.Andee was amused at his awkwardness, but surprised by the request. She looked at him for a moment, trying to understand why a man who was easily a decade younger than her would want to “go for coffee.”“You do know I’m married, right?” she said as she waggled her left hand for him to see the wedding rings. “Or did you not get to that part of my body in class?”Andee playfully batted. "But ... ah ... I was kinda high and mellowed out that time." Hmm..." I thought about that. "Fine. I've got an idea."Just then, the door opened. Andie Holland stood before me, the pretty, perky bottle-blonde staring at me with an eager expression. She was dressed in blocky pajamas, revealing nothing of her body, but there was no mistaking her freshly-painted cherry red lips standing out from her pale face. "Hi, guys. Hi, Dawn. Carli told me you were coming. Well, you're right on time. We're.