”That doesn’t mean you have to read my every thought!A rush of relief hit me and then a surge of endorphins before I heard, “I don’t, but it i... rather nice seeing how a thought processes through your head compared to my own. When my hormones return to as normal for me as they get, we will have to do the whole ‘my mind to your mind’ thing.”ARGGG!Fern barely had the energy reserves to help me get her dressed. I had to carry her down the stairs and out to the pool area to set her on a lounger. My. I struggled to keep pace with her as I was very unused to walking in heels. The harder I tried to work with the heels, the more my ass pushed from side to side. The erection was gone and replaced with pure terror. My heart beat at a furious pace and the mask probably did nothing to hide my shame.I stood behind her with my eyes to the floor as she ordered drinks for us at the bar. I looked up to see the bartender pointing towards the back of the club. Mistress Mary took a glass and pushed it. "I love your way of delivering a complimentbecause I realise you are a man who would only speak the truth so youmust be my Adonis. Would you like a drink before we go out?"He chuckled and bowed his head a little to acknowledge my curtsy. "A verysmall Scotch and soda and I will be content to just stand here all nightadmiring you." Show him our bedroom," whispered my subconscious but I ignored her andwent to the sideboard and poured his scotch and a third of a glass ofwhite wine for myself. . "I will talk to you later," Gerald said when they got closer.Stacey just nodded back at him. He shook his head then walked away."Stacey, how is the cutest woman on campus?" Marquis asked.Gerald looked around to see Andrew give his friend a huge hug. It wasn't that he was jealous of the fame Andrew had. It was something much deeper. Something he knew he had brought on himself.When he arrived here, he had told everyone that once he got on the field, Andrew would be a faded memory. That had never.