"David, is this important to you?" It kind of is Mom."She looks stricken. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that. The guy from Notre Dame says tonight is a bi... game for your future. Is that true?" Yes. There are going to be thirty or more scouts at the game to see how I play. If I do well I could have my pick of schools to go to."She seemed to come to a decision. "Okay, your Dad and I will come to the game."She was surprised when I scooped her out of her chair and swung her around. She was giggling. "Hey Russ, what's up?" Man i'm bored out of my mind. To cold to go outside you know." You sure? Cause a couple of the guys are meeting up at the park for a snow war. It'd be great if you could come." Well i guess it's warm enough for me to kick a little ass" i said laughing."Is that so? he said in a devious tone. "Well i'll see you there mr. big shot. Then we'll see whos kicking whos ass." I think you mean whoms ass." i said mimicking my crazy english teachers voice."Yeah yeah. Very funny. See. Before they realized it, they found themselves trusting him. In that single meeting they appeared to warm to him."Why is that King out for your blood? Why does he want you dead? What did your family do to him?" asked a blonde haired girl. She was plain, but had a very pretty smile."From what I gathered he wanted to turn all the women in the kingdom into his personal whores and my mother resisted, so he had her killed," said Wolfgang frowning."Wow, that's some story, how do we know it's true?". It is almost like saying young, which at 42 is a good thing. We did wander through a Victoria’s Secret (for Marti’s benefit) in the mall, and I did pick up a set of lacy dark purple panties and bra. I liked the color as it accented my dark black hair and seemed to bring out the blueness of my eyes. Marti picked up an outfit that could only be called ‘slightly sluttish’ as it was designed not for wearing, but for removal by someone other than ones self. It had peek-a-boo panels for her breasts.