Beat those Eagles!"I jogged from the Chambers Building over to the Lasch Building. I marveled at the reception my professor gave me. Why couldn't Dr. ...ard be my academic advisor instead of Dr. Henderson? I dressed and made it out to the practice field with about ninety seconds to spare before Coach Burton's deadline.--oooOooo--Our team practiced the wildcat formation every day that week. We didn't plan to reveal all our plays against Boston College. We would do conventional things against them. "Yeah, but it was still his fault," I snapped. The judge was trying to calm everyone down and bring the court back to order. It took a while."Savannah," said the judge. "I'm really having problems with this now. If the defendant never had sex with you until you were already pregnant, you're going to need to give me some kind of reason why I shouldn't dismiss the case. I'll call a recess for lunch. But after that you're going to have to give me some kind of explanation."Ben was looking down.. Smiling wickedly (I think) I increase the tempo on her luscious wet sex. Sliding my other foot under J's shirt. I feel the smooth taught skin of her stomach. She pulls her tight shirt off, under the blanket to let me reach the nipple of her left breast. I feel her skin stretch as I give it a pinch and pull with my toes. J responds by lowering the blanket so I can see her beautiful, creamy white skin. I start to whimper and keen at the intimacy of our eye contact and activities. J's foot feels. "And why is that?" Because you always cared more about your clients than you ever did about me."My gaze narrowed, but I knew better than to rise to her barb."Feel better?" Yes," she snapped, joining me on the couch. Her eyes bored into me looking for some reaction that would prove she'd been correct in her assertion. At the same time she seemed uncomfortable with my terse reply, perhaps worried that she'd gone too far.She was right, but it hurt to admit she was right.Hoping to change the.