Football was a different story. He loved the competitiveness of the game and the physical exertion it required. With their prize in sight, the Panther...’ practices were intense. Coach cut their sessions short by a half hour to keep them from over-peaking.Jake woke up with a start Wednesday morning. Something was nagging at the back of his brain. As he lay wrapped around Melissa, he tried to think what was so important about today. Nothing at school, no, it was not football - then it hit him, it. He placed both hands flat onto her butt and gently squeezed briefly, then he pulled them apart and Jodie tried to stand up."Ryan, I..." No!" He interrupted and pushed her back onto the desk gently but forcefully at the same time. She leaned onto the desk again and Ryan went back to it. He pulled her cheeks apart a little again and she heard the creak of the chair as he leaned forward and placed the firm tip of his tongue onto her ass. His hand slid up onto her back again as if to preempt her. Nothing. Not a whisper in the trees. Not the mice in the attic. It was the silence of a tomb. Can you imagine that silence? A quiet so complete that your ears bleed from the strain of listening… and your head aches from trying to recall the sound of her voice… and then she whispers. Did she whisper before? ‘Do you dream about me? Tell me the truth. Do you dream you are with me?’ And I turn my head, and I open my eyes, and I peer into the darkness where she lay… once lay. And I can smell the. "Tamao was still thinking of Nagisa. She was in love with someone else. She was in love with Shizuma, the previous Etoile-sama of her school. Even though at first she had felt a close relationship with Tamao, Shizuma was the one she desired to be with more.Tamao wished there were two of her, so she could have one of them."It's no use," Tamao said, "Nagisa is in love with Shizuma. I just have to accept that. I can't say I blame her. Shizuma is a woman of devine beauty. How could I possible.