The sander started whirring and he moved it across the desktop. ‘Here, want to try?’ ‘Sure,’ she said as she took the sander, making small cir...ular movements on the desk. He moved behind her, her heart quickening as he put his hand on hers. ‘For the best finish you want long, smooth strokes. Like this.’ Damn. Who knew woodworking could sound so, so erotic! Their hands moved the sander back and forth on the desk. She felt a quick jolt of pleasure as the dust catcher on the vibrating sander. And of course, the completely made over youstriking a sexy pose! Why, if anyone say these pictures I doubt ANYONEwould believe you had been forced into it!"Sonic found himself swallowing hard as he realised the predicament he wasin. Letting out another sigh, he hung his head in defeat."I'll be right over."Thirty seconds later (slow for Sonic, Rouge noted) there was a knock atRouge's door. Answering it, she grinned at Sonic's glum expression."Sonic, darling, so glad you could make it! Come in,. We'd had a dozen announcers the last couple years, none of them very good. The problem was, for the most part, the world is divided into jocks and geeks. The geeks can talk good, but don't understand sports, especially football. They may know rules, but they don't feel the game. The jocks know the game, but can't necessarily talk it up on the spur of a moment into a microphone.Then there's me.There were perks. Second best was a nice heated announcer's booth with a great view of the field. I. .I thought that was it, I wasscrewed, destined to spend the next few years either as a punching bagfor any loser who felt he was strong enough, or possibly worse, as anon person. Then I met Kait...." When I sniffled a little and tried tohold back the tears, Mel wrapped an arm around me. "And the rest of thegang just accepted me, it was like back home, I sorta just clicked." The twins told me how great you were...are...and they have very highstandards...at least where other guys are involved.".I.