She sat upright and leaned forward in an effort to conceal her own arousal before continuing her talk with him. “So she doesn’t have anything to d... with you…naked…any more now, eh?” “Nah, not since Bill and her met,” he answered. “I’m guessing you’ve whipped all that out for women before, haven’t you? You kinda did that all a little too quick and easy. Your mom ever tell you to do that?” He looked oddly at her and then she glanced downward at his crotch…where she noted his dick was moving on. " Who are other guys who are friends that you hug?"She said, "I think you are jealous. That's promising. First, there are no boy friends. However, there are a number of guys who are friends. There is Ron and you saw us. There is Charles who I want you to meet. He's in my history class and we went to high school together. He was one of the few who didn't believe the lie. Alex doesn't go here but his school is in town and he comes over here occasionally. He had expressed some interest in Nicki. ? I feel like I’m in hell. Quartered, locked in place, at the mercy of a crazy woman that I don’t know. Sporting an impeccable pony tail pulling her blond hair back, her wide blue eyes stand out from her severe face as they look at me pitilessly. She looks like a predator circling her prey. Her voice, with its calm tone, gives a stark contrast to her severe expression. Unable to move my head, I look away like a little girl caught doing something wrong to avoid her stare. Suddenly, I choke.. “We need you Chuck, there’s no one to keep yelling at all of us to set up and make a play.”“You’re the forward, you’re supposed to do that. Get back in there and start yelling. Pick it up, work the ball inside. Use Bret, the JV center, and post him. The other team is just staggering around out there in a zone defense. Drive on the post. You guys are a team even without me, now do it,” I pep talked him.Misty was clutching my arm, beaming and trying to show everyone she was with me.The assistant.