Aaron made his way to Peter’s throne, climbed the steps and kissed Peter’s ring. Then he stood at the foot of Mona’s throne, blushed, and bowed ...eeply. One of Aaron’s attendants presented him with a small box and he in turn set it at the foot of Mona’s throne. ‘A gift for my brother’s fair concubine.’ He bowed again and then made his way to the temporary throne that was set up for his use. With a flourish the heralds blew some triumphant notes on their horns and a litter bearing the Queen was. ." I almost gag a bit. He leans into myear to speak a bit whenever Danielle picks at her plate."C'mon dude. Tell me, ya feel sexy like that? I mean, you seem to bebigger than Danielle in the chest department." He straightens up as shelooks over particularly at me again. I notice we're oddly similar, but Ithink I looked bigger resting on the table earlier."Th-the hell are you talking about?" I try to act like he said nothing inparticular in response."What'd he say?" Ashley asks. "I don't want a car. What's more, I don't want a car for free. What's even more, I don't want a car as a free gift from you." What do you want," Rick said, playing with her bathrobe belt. "Beside my gift." He pressed himself against her bum.Lauren giggled. "Who said I want that?" she said."You don't?" Nah," Lauren said, laughing. "Not in my ass." So what do you want?" Nothing." Come on." Well," Lauren said. "Actually, you know what I want." I know?" Yes."There was a momentarily silence. "I. I got my slip and made it back to school in time to give it to the school nurse and Coach Summers. He smiled and sent me to the locker room to get ready for practice.Coach’s theme for the week was going back to the basics. Ignore the hype and the hoopla. “This is a football!” he started, imitating Vince Lombardi. If we remembered our assignments, if we remembered our plays, if we didn’t play stupid, then we’d win. We simply practiced our playbooks and concentrated on doing what we already knew.