You hear about some very popular clubs downtown and decide to check them out.Walking in to the first club, you aren’t disappointed. The place is ful... of beautiful people. You and your buddies buy a round of drinks and start working your way out to the dance floor. It isn’t long before you feel someone’s ass grinding against your back. Hoping it’s not some dude, you turn around and notice a little brunette facing away from you, dancing as her friends giggle. She’s wearing a sparkly silver. And we won't share a field with him." I pointed toward the coach on the Panther sideline.I looked straight at Mr. Metzger. He was half surprised, half mad and half amused, and I know that's three halves. "We forfeit."I turned, raised my arm over my head, extended my forefinger, made three small circles and pointed toward the locker rooms. On our sideline, the Rebels started toward the locker rooms without a word, leaving fans and coaches alike in stunned silence.I walked, my head slightly down,. Landers." Penny stepped away from the door and removed her blouse in one fluid motion, revealing that the black lace bra she wore matched Rebecca's bra. With another step, Penny dropped her skirt to the ground, her toned legs sauntered across the office and up to Rebecca's side. "What now, Ms. Landers?" "See that Mr. Marten can relax, maybe then we can resolve this discrepancy." "Yes, Ms. Landers." As Penny got into position, Rebecca moved back in front of Mr. Marten desk. Penny began to. If it weren't for the two girls sitting across from her, the atmosphere might induce a strong feeling of isolation. She searched the empty seats across the hall for an answer. She even silently begged the soft classical music that drifted through the air for something convincing to say. Finally, after searching in vain for a valid argument, she decided to take the vague route."Well he was pretty hurt. Sometimes forgiveness takes time." You want to know what he's doing right now? He's fucking.