Yes, that’s what she would do. How long had it been since Aella had last been with a man? She was not married, and while she had been seeing a coupl... of men every now and then in her four years of civilian life, sometimes even letting them take her to bed, she has never ever had a fuck as good as when she was fighting a war. Maybe it was all the adrenaline from fighting, or maybe it was the sweaty men and bulging muscles all around her, or maybe it was just the thought that any day could. I remembered that he was the jock Jean married in the other reality. He knocked her up twice and then left her as a single mother with two kids to raise. He had quite a reputation in the school as a smooth operator. He reminded me of that line from the play 'My Fair Lady',"He oiled his way across the floor,oozing charm from every pore."He was using every weapon in his arsenal to hit on Jean. It was actually quite amusing to see him come out with his best lines only to be shot down in flames.. If Sean Porter was supposed to be one of the best, it was a poor group of scrubs indeed. But the pool of talent in the States was incredibly deep. If the U.S. soccer fraternity wanted to compete on the international stage, they needed somebody to come in and offer international-level training.Oh, yes, I had a plan.I spent four months in Europe. I took it all in, observed firsthand how the best teams gained their competitive edge, and how I could help craft the American future. When I got back. "Oops!" she giggled, stroking her nipple. "What a naughty seat belt." Mine's not naughty," Janet pouted, adjusting her dress so her left breast popped out. "There we go. Now we're twins!"I almost hit a car backing out of our driveway. It was a distracting sight. Both women giggled the entire drive to the Commons, the mall up in Federal Way. It once had been called the SeaTac Mall despite SeaTac being farther north on I-5. As much as it pained me, I made sure both women were decently covered up.