This must be a big deal for you, isn't it?" she asked, teasingly. "And I'm sure you're betting that I'm tired of this and will let you out, aren't you..."Damn it, she did this when we were dating, too. She was too good at her psychoanalysis. She seemed to know what I was thinking or was going to think before I even had the chance to conjure the thought myself.Her nylons were especially ripe tonight. She must have been working a dozen tables, walking extra steps in those socks and shoes. The sweat. Funny how you could get used to something like that, even come to value the knowledge that they cared to know where you were, that you were okay.Tuesday 24-April 2007When Shahia came into the classroom, he gave her quick hello, not as exuberant as early the week before. She barely glanced at him, like she'd done every morning since his heroes talk. Today was time to make another approach, though Chris wasn't exactly sure how. Today was also First Eleven trial day.Butthead Hanson had a different. She was surprised that I booked a sofa seat in the corner room and it was just she and me there.I said only this two tickets were available she believed me as the whole theater was packed.We got settled and I asked her if she would like to eat something. She said no. The movie started and she started watching and I was watching her and thinking how to proceed further. Slowly I took my hand towards her elbow and started to feel it. I saw no moments from her side. I took it as a signal and moved. "After I found the drawer that held Hannah's underwear I grabbed amatching pink pair of bra and panties and came back to the computer.Alyssa made me describe them to her and tell her the bra size.I told her, "Um the panties are pink and kind of silky and little whiteflowers on them. It has a little ribbon on the middle at the top andlike ruffles on side part. The bra looks how the panties look because ithas little flowers too and a ribbon on the middle. It says 32a on thelabel." Aww! Those.