"Let's just see how things look in the morning." Can we at least walk by the English building on the way back to the dorm? Somebody there might know s...mething..."Barclay would have done just about anything for her--except that. He shook his head, immediately eliciting a pout from Ally. "I don't think it's a good idea. Besides," he said, glancing at his watch, "it's getting late. We really should head back to the dorm." He placed a hand on the small of her back and led the way to the door.Ally. Pressure on the next play forced Jay to dump off the ball to Wyatt in the backfield. Wyatt gained a couple yards before Brendan Hayden clobbered him.Tanner and I swapped position on the next play. He lined up on the outside left of our line. I lined up in the slot between him and our left tackle. I went in motion as Jay faked an audible call to change the play. He yelled "HUT!" just after I stopped in the slot between our tight end and Christian on the strong side of the field. Christian ran a. She asked him to stand up and turn around for her. He did so withoutobjection, and she seemed to be surveying him in a strange and wonderfulway. She smiled as she did this. She commented on his hair, how long itwas and how so many things could be done with it if he let her help himwith it. He didn't know what to respond, just sat silent as she spoke.She reached over with her hand and drew one of her long finger nailsacross his eyebrow, commenting how bushy they were and how easy it wouldbe. As he looked at me, I noticed the way he returned my look, which to me was totally different. I wasn’t too sure what to think. My cunt was leaking and there was a slight puddle on the floor, which if he saw it, it would embarrass me.I heard him moving around, doing what, I had no idea. Then he was stood by my side with his hand on my head, gently stroking my hair, brushing his fingers through it. I could feel his fingers massaging my scalp.‘Stand up Dee, but don’t look at me again. When I left.