I’m known to be very active and talkative but never had a chance to be myself. Myself and Sheryl understood the work atmosphere and agreed to go wit... the tide and be ourselves outside office. Like in any other story, I never had any intentions on her as she was a good friend but obviously you get occasional peeks which I never carry it my mind and it just passes by.Sheryl was Anglo Indian from Chennai, a upper middle class family with both her parents working and travel frequently. This gave us. I’ve kissed, made-out, dated but the sheer thought of sex, sends me into a panic. This is crap for 2 reasons: One; I want to have sex. Two; in almost every story, be it porn, a movie, a book whatever the dude is almost always and automatic Casanova-esque character; a guy that without fail is well-endowed and has women screaming in ecstasy for hours on end. Naturally almost no man will admit to being nervous or crap on their first time in the sack. Conclusively, this leaves me with a difficult. You know our history and will be playing for a true winner. Sign with us?"The man was all puffed up and confidant. He was looking around at everyone smiling a victorious smile.I didn't flinch. I told him from a sitting position then stood so I could be heard, "So all of the coaches, my team mates, and the other scouts hear me, I will not sign any deal from anyone and will not accept anything that will jeopardize my college career. Without being rude, please go away. Somehow I don't think what. I was sitting by the pool this afternoon, just after he had finished my yard. The last yard of the day, he had sent the other crew members on home in the big truck but stayed behind to attend to a couple of sprinkler issues. He works harder than anyone I have ever seen and his eye candy quotient to me is off the scale. “hot and humid today huh?” I asked. “You bet. But it seems every Thursday when I come to see you it rains just before I get here. Lucky your yard is a well kept place so I don’t.