“If a field’s a given area, but you move the touchlines in, how might that affect the attack?”The touchline was the sideline, this I knew, footb...ll being more my frame of reference. There didn’t appear, however, to be any math geniuses that day.“OK,” she helped them out. “What would that do to the distance between the goals?”“The length would be less and we’d score faster,” from one who’d paid attention in algebra.“So what, then, might happen if you moved the touchline in?”“We’d score less,”. “Excuse me, powerful person here? Hello? HEY!” Alan finally shouted to get their attention.“We’re talking Alan in a minute!” Angelika told him. Shaking his head Alan knew better than to argue with her.Sitting on a bench Alan looked at Varick who was also shaking his head at what the women were discussing. Finally what seemed an hour later Alan felt a tap on his shoulder.“We need your help Alan.” Angelika told him after he opened his eyes.“Why?” Alan snapped at Angelika. “You both obviously have. The top fence rail painfully pressed into her stomach.Cowboy stepped back with the remainder of the lariat rope slack in his hand. Folding the rope double he swung the rope through the air making an evil sound as it parted the air. The blow landed across Hanna's ass sending terrible pain though her ass and leaving a horse shoe shape whelp on her ass cheeks. Hanna screamed and struggled hard against her bonds. As she was about to recover from the excruciating pain another blow landed across her. They took the elevator to the parking garage, walked the short distance to the executive parking area, and saw a shiny new black BMW 760i was where he had parked his four-year-old Lexus that morning.“Where my old car?” he asked.“It’s being delivered to your house.”David opened the driver’s side door and sat behind the wheel. He took a deep breath and smiled at the new car smell. “This is really nice.”“I hope you enjoy it,” Chet said.After a few more minutes of drooling over the car they decided.