I breathed a little easier. "I want you to come here." She sounded serious, so I rushed to her. "Not so close," she said, holding out her arm. She sto...d there smiling, almost leering at me.Now that I was closer, I could smell alcohol on her."I've been thinking about you," she said, and took a step toward me. I reached out for her, but she took my arms by the wrists. "Not yet. Put your hands behind your back." I complied. It had already been weeks since we'd fucked. I was hard and eager, but I. After a couple of rings it was answered by a female voice. "Mike?" "Yes," I replied, "who's this?" There was a slight pause then. "You might not recognise the voice Mike, but you'd definitely recognise the panties I'm wearing. They're the red satin ones." I was stunned into silence and almost dropped the phone. "Are you still there?" the voice asked. I stood dumbstruck for a moment then replied. "Y-y-yes. Is that you Mrs. Evans?" I heard her chuckle as she replied. "Well unless you've been. He does as I pull down the ball and run it in for a touchdown. Our fans are screaming as I turn around and it is too late as I am hit hard. I am on my back as I’m trying to breath and hearing boos and whistles going off. The wind is knocked out of me as the referees and coaches are pulling the lineman off me.After they get the fucker off me, the trainers ask me the standard questions as I stand up and walk off the field as the cheerleaders are jumping up and down. The lineman was taken out of. Elena: Hahaha, but seriously. Just get me an autograph and some nice pictures of you and your dad.Amy: Elena!Elena: What? Is he there? Is he listening to us?Amy: No! He’s in the bathroom. Taking a shower.Elena: Oh! You’ve got to go in there!Amy: Why would I do that? He’s my dad!Elena: So. You love him, don’t you?Amy: What?Elena: You’ve got a crush on him, don’t you?Amy: What are you talking about?Suddenly there was a knock in Amy’s hotel room.Elena: I saw the way you look at him!Amy: Someone is.