I am just getting started." I bet you are." Kent replied as Molly drove away.Molly was in deep thought, all the sudden she saw bright headlights comin... up from behind her. She glanced back in the review mirror and the headlights were getting closer, real fast. She went to hit the gas, but slammed on the brakes. There was a car sitting a crossed the road blocking her. Everything happened so fast. She was jerked from her car and thrown on the ground. She hit her head and was a little dazed."Get. If she asked me a question she’d look at the tent. This went on for weeks and then one day when I had a lot of work to do she offered to get some lunch for us as she was going down to the café anyway. On return she handed me my coffee and I fumbled it into my lap. It was so hot all I could think of was dropping my pants to get away from the scalding heat.I stood and fumbled with my belt until cooler heads took over and she undid my belt and had my pants off and pooling around my ankles.. She saw tears running from the dark brown eyes."Don't cry," she said, removing the moisture with her other hand. "I love you, remember?" It didn't stop the crying."I am an ungrateful bitch," the girl said. "I did everything to forget you. You were so nice to me and all I did was staying away..."Angique chuckled."But you are here," she said. The simple truth of her statement silenced the girl. She just looked up into Angique's easy smile."I am not worthy," she then said, before crying out when. Well, that's not what I mean, either, exactly..."Coach was watching me, keeping his face neutral. "What are you trying to say, Sean? I know we need new schemes, but I'm still not happy with the way the entire offense works."I stood up and began pacing in his small office. "I understand that, Coach. What I mean is that I think we've got good players up front, and I don't think you should change the lineup. But instead of relying on our forwards to provide our scoring, why not take advantage of.