" He laughed and released my arm. With loud squeak Ifell painfully on ice. Everyone who knew me and saw this situation laughed. Iwas in spotlight, wha... made me surprisingly angry. The transformation,changes in my life and relations hit me in this moment and I felt extremelyhumiliated. I was a plaything right now! Of course, I ignored Greg who wasgiving me hand."Get off, idiot," I snarled and something in my eyes and tone caused that hemuttered "sorry" and let me go. Still angry, I went to the. I just wish I did with Chad." Oh, Brandon, you do if you want it, trust me," I continued. "Chad wants that with you and he as much told me that. Actually, he is most upset that I am taking you away from him, not that we are lovers." Really?" Yes, my love, he and I talked a lot about that while playing basketball this morning. Well, not directly, but in a sense. You know, he loves you and wants you, Brandon." Wants me?" he asked."Wants you to always be close and more friends than brothers," I. In all modesty, I was in good shape. In high school, I was on the football and wrestling team and we had to work out twice a week in addition to our training. I had just kept up with my gym time out of habit... now I was glad I had!"That's not why the girls like me Porsche," I said, pointing south."Oh," she mouthed silently as she backed up a bit she bit her bottom lip staring at the bulge for a couple of moments."It's okay, you can open your present now," I said.She smiled and then scooted. ‘Damnit, Lance. Get on. We have a show to do.’ He glared more when he didn’t see Lance budge and he reigned in Gunthar, backing him up a few steps. Wesley looked toward the arena. They were being waved in and he growled again, glaring at Lance. ‘Get the fuck on yer horse and let’s go. Now.’ Lance leaned against the Hell-Bitch’s saddle, not making a move to get back up on her. He glanced almost lazily up at Wesley for a moment as one of the arena judges starting walking towards them. ‘Not ’til.