Every night we weren't at football, Tami and I would take an evening walk around the park, or to the store, through the woods, or some combination. So...etimes Robbie was with us. Or one or both of the girls. Sometimes we'd talk, sometimes just walk in silence.But I also liked to walk by myself. Just me and my thoughts. That was usually when I had to be careful about thinking life was G. Usually when I was trekking by myself, I was in the woods behind the park. They extended about a half-mile. ." he looked over at the clock. "There's still about a minuteleft." But we are down by five and were on our own five yard line. They havethe strongest defense in the history of the NFL and there is no way wecan make ninety-five yards in the time we have left." No problem." Eric smiled, not at what the coach had said, but at howmuch money he was going to make off all of his bets. His team wasfavored to win by more than twenty-five points, so he stayed out havingfun long enough to ensure he would. Some one has given me some pictures that were taken last night. They are very incriminating. It shows the two of you getting on a bus with a bunch of black basketball monkeys with your hair and clothing all neat and fresh. Then the other pictures show the two of you getting off the bus with your hair and clothing all wrinkled and in disarray. The Good Lord only knows what Nick or your family would think of these pictures. He removed the pictures from his pocket and lay them on the coffee table. She stretched in her bed, then sat up, yawning. A smile was on her face as she felt the tingle in her asshole. Slipping her legs from the bed she stood up and went into the shower. She scrubbed herself clean, a daily ritual she never failed to do. After brushing her dark hair, she pulled her robe on and started toward the kitchen. It was almost ten o'clock. She seldom slept that late, but after all the fucking getting, it was no wonder she slept so soundly.She didn't make it to the kitchen."I.