"This is pretty one-sided," she had said, turning on her side to lay her head upon his chest, her fingers drawing lazy spirals in the sheen on his sto...ach. "We fuck only when I want, in whatever way I choose. Isn't there something you'd like to do? Anything."Staring at the ceiling, he gently stroked her back. "I'm happy with this."Her chuckle was dirty. "Sure you are. You get the best thing possible - pussy with no commitment." She twisted to look up at him. "But I'm serious Michael. Tell me. Mr. Crete showers with the boys. It’s cool with us.”“Coach Crete showers with the boys?” Coach asked.“Yep, he’s just one of the guys. We can’t confirm it, but there are always rumors of ‘boys being boys,’ if you know what I mean. Let’s just call it brotherly love,” Janice said.And you are practically our age, so it’s totally cool,” Mandy told her.“Hmmm. I’ll be right back,” she smiled and left.Coach Calhoun went back to her coach’s locker, stripped off her sweaty practice clothes, and. ”“You just seem to attract attention!” Patrick laughed. “FBI, police, lawyers, women!”“Before I let you go, have you heard from Aimee? The last letter I received was right after Thanksgiving.”“She’s still on the Blue Ridge, but I’d say there’s a very, very good chance she’ll be assigned to the Enterprise before the year is out. But you didn’t hear that from me!”I knew he had quite a few contacts in the Defense Department, as well as with a few Senators and bunch of Congressmen, so I suspected. Lauren, her mother, was something else altogether. She was warm and intelligent, well read, had an interest in the arts and politics, had a good sense of irony and knew when and when not to be serious. She had a touch of mischief in her and a wicked, but subtle, sense of humour. Within a fortnight of meeting Julia, James found himself over at her house every second day, but it was more to chat with Lauren than to see her daughter Julia.Lauren was similarly charmed by this 25 year old young man.