But then he pulled out. 'oh no he says I keeping it for the big room'big room?I left our small cubicle and walked around, a few more guys in all matur... mmmmin the steam room afew were playing and the whole place had an atompshere.I walked to the relaxing room, where people could chat, read, have a drink. relaxing there I thought mm nice place but more action please.Then I noticed more and more guys were going in one particular door.I watched a few guys in the room they all got up and went in. Well just get it the day you go in, I can't he said! ok Chris lets go, na man we just got here and I love this game and I need help. Ok Max said, I'll be back in about an hour or so, then maybe we can order pizza and watch some movies, sure why, sounds good to me I said.Max leaves so it's just me and Chris. He's a good looking 18 year old 5'5 probably 120 lbs with nice definition on his muscles. Dark brown hair cut short and styled in a punk kind of way, and his eyes are the bluest of blue I. He hadn't appreciated that feeling enough when he'd had it, he knew. But now it was too late. Jen hated him.He thought back to one Sunday last fall, when they were watching the football game, lying on his bed. They'd been so stressed last fall, with applying to college. They'd fought a lot, about other things, but mainly it was due to the stress. Both were considering the possibility of different schools. They had different goals anyway. He felt he was losing her whenever she'd say how it. I felt better when the Penguins tied things up about four minutes later. They were on a powerplay and Kevin Stevens tapped in a rebound of a shot by Mark Recchi. That was how the first period ended, and Mario went to get two more beers - one for him, and one for Ned.“It looks like it’s going to be a close game,” Tara commented.She hadn’t said much during the first period, though we had carried on a bit of light conversation while we had watched the action on the ice.“I’d prefer a blowout,” I.