‘Damn. I was robbed.’ ‘Yeah. Yeah. Now watch how it’s done,’ said Tom as he lined up on the 3 ball. Again the balls clacked followed by a �...Plunk’ sound as the 3 ball dropped into the pocket. ‘Who’s up for more eggnog?’ asked Sarah. Sarah went to the kitchen and returned with four cups. By the time Sarah returned, game was over and everyone stopped to toast the holiday with their cups. ‘How about a game?’ Brian asked Leah. ‘Game? You mean pool? I don’t think I know how,’ she said although she. The moisture between Jennie's legs now began to flow quicker. She was now scared to actually move because she knew if she did, the clear flow of her stimulated state would trickle down one of her legs. Plus, it would soak the crotch of her joggies. It was sure to do that as well anyway. However, she could not stand in one place forever, so she moved to the side and said, “Come on in, James. It’s nice to meet you.” “It’s nice to meet you also, Jennie. Do you like being here so far?” “Oh, I am. "Try page twenty-four," suggested Coach Neville.I flipped open the magazine to page twenty-four. The article was entitled The Top One Hundred Players To Watch. It listed the players the author and the magazine considered to be the best players, aside from the All-American selections, in the country. The players were listed in alphabetical order, and a couple of pages further on, I found that somebody had highlighted the following listing:PORTER, Sean: A junior defenseman on a high school team. Fondling the firm, shiny-dark-green vegetables in their cardboard trays, the memory turns me soft and hard all at once, and I have to escape for release. I leave my trolley, my purchases, my handbag alone in an aisle to fend for themselves, and head blindly for the fresh air outside. As I lean back against a car in the parking area, the sunlight warm and yellow-red through my closed eyelids, I hear a little-girl voice: "Mummy, why is that lady doing that?" "What? Oh ... I don't know. Come on.".