There’s no way you care who wins between Arizona and Penn State.” She tried to swipe for the remote, but I had been expecting it and moved it awa... from her too fast. Narrowing her eyes at the challenge, she reached for it again. We played a game of cat and mouse, laughing the whole time. Bridgette almost won her prize when she started tickling me, but I endured, lifting the remote above and behind my head.I was turned with one leg up on the couch by then. Out of reflex, or focused on the. It felt good to be precise and to do something right. And I loved the attention I got when I did a tumbling pass taking advantage of the skills I had learned when I was younger and had taken gymnastics. I loved that my family came out to support me to watch me from the stands and to see my sister sitting there wishing she was me. I loved seeing my boyfriend in the stands looking at me, hopefully admiring my body in my uniform. I somehow managed to not make a fool of myself and to stay focused. Don’t say a word and keep quiet. OK?” he spoke to me as he would a child, I thought. That made me wetter and I rubbed harder against his thigh as his mouth went to my other nipple. He suckled me hard once, then stood up to roughly lift me. He pinned me hard against the wall and I wrapped my legs around his waist. As my hands pumped his cock, now completely out of his pants, he grabbed the thin fabric of my panties that covered my pussy and shoved it aside to play with my little clit. He was. I was also sure, well as sure as I could be under the circumstances, that this wouldn't destroy my relationship with my brother. And as much as I liked Connie, and she was a really good friend of mine, I knew nothing would ever take Carl's place in her life. Carl also convinced me their marriage was strong enough to accept the strains this would put on it.So I said yes.And today, Monday, at 2:00 PM on the button, just fifteen minutes from now, I was to show up at the door to their apartment.