.er...best assets.”In holding his stare I was transfixed at just how blue Steve’s eyes were. The scent of Davidoff Clearwater permeated my inebria...ed senses and my heart began to beat faster. A little voice inside my head warned me I was going too far. Feigning innocence I said, “And what might they be?”“You have terrific legs which look even better in black....tights?” Steve’s voice went up at the end to emphasise the flirtatious query.“Not quite.”“Not quite what?”“Not quite. It was smartenough to turn off the pain receptors for anything it perceived as an"attack," but trying to cut it open quickly proved to be a hopeless cause.And much to Clay's annoyance, Bud got a chuckle when he took a buzzsaw toClay's new tits and it not only set them to jiggling playfully but thetickle response caused Clay to let out a decidedly girlish giggle."Shut up, it's not funny!" Clay cried in a growing panic. "Here, look downmy back and see if there's a seam or something," he said over. "Coach Caffrey laughed. "Don't worry, Kyle. Stan was our emergency quarterback for three years and he never took a snap at quarterback. We will give you a little practice time during training camp to help you get comfortable. We'll probably never need you, but we need to be prepared." I'll do my best, Coach." I said. I turned to Ed and told him, "I think I'll take some of the snaps at scout camp when we practice after lunch."Ed answered, "That's cool."My friends and I discussed plans for our. 'm not sure why, but when it was just Allison and I, I don't remember dreaming at all. Maybe it had something to do with the parents coming home, or being back in my bed. Whatever the reason, it seemed like as soon as I hit my pillow I found myself in the hallway outside, of all places, Shannon's room. I had been trying to think of how to talk to her but hadn't come to any real conclusions. I guess somewhere in my head a part of me thought I was ready.