I knew I'd been a part of some really good teams, but I didn't realize exactly how good until he told me."I've been fortunate to play for good coaches...and with great teammates," I said truthfully. "I've never won or lost a football game on my own in my life. For every pass I throw, someone has to block, and someone has to catch. Every time we score someone on defense has to keep the other team from scoring."My relationship with the media had thawed somewhat. I still caught hell for skipping the. I had decided it was time to start 'Project Samantha', as I had named it, so while she talked I began focusing my thoughts, reviewing my plan. I wasn't going mess around with her emotions, how she felt about me as a person since my new power had told me that she all but loved me already. What needed to be changed was how she viewed me. I felt that if she were physically attracted to me then a romantic situation was inevitable. I was, however, concerned that if she suddenly changed her opinion. I remained docile while he tugged off my shirt and expertly unfastened my bra and tossed them both aside. He moaned then took my breasts into his hands to fondle them. I never realized I could feel this good. My brothers hands and lips all over my body, a forbidden act, but so beautiful. His warm lips took in the tip of my breast and his sharp teeth bit into it as his tongue massaged the tip. After a few long but too short moments he pulled away to stand beside the couch. He tugged. She saw a wickedly satisfied smile on his face and felt herself sway dangerously, almost losing her balance when she felt him breathe hotly against her butter-smooth tummy and then press his moist lips wetly against the white, bare flesh just above her pubic vee.God, what bliss!... The wet touch of his tongue sent a responsive shiver through her and she reached down with both hands to hold on as well as she could to his head to keep from falling. Mistaking this as a sign of submission, Max.