Then I learned something new about him. Since the time before I was fucking anybody, just ''fooling around'' as we used to call it, the sex I had with...boys usually followed the same pattern, a downward exploration of my body, and, If I didn't quit ( and sometimes I did), Jerry or Jimmy or Steve started playing with the elastic band of my underpants. It was weird, they acted as if I didn't know what was going on. If we had done a lot of slow kissing, and especially if he had spent enough time. " Liv pulled the hot bags away from the fire, and they dug in."Oh man, this is the best food ever!" Finn exclaimed, as he wolfed down the contents of the bag. "This is so awesome! I bet the best French Chef in the world couldn't make anything better!" That's just the hunger talking. I could really go for a steak or a cheeseburger right about now." Liv made a face at the bag."Picky, picky," Finn said with his mouth full, finishing the last morsel of Sloppy Joe. "Okay, much better. No more. "Well, it's just spring practice," he said. "But Coach Brown usually goes with whoever wins the job in the spring. You got two choices, I guess. You can fight this, win the job, and maybe be suspended for the entire fall. Or you can sit out the spring, lose the starting job and maybe spend all fall on the bench."I told him there was a third and fourth option we needed to look at."I fight this, win the job, win the appeal and we live happily ever after," I said. "Or I don't fight this, win the. I still wrestled with a good way to make contact without setting off any alarm bells, but the straightforward approach still made the most sense, so I checked in, cleaned up, drove to Jonesville, and looked up Tom DeBusque at his office, located not far from Jonesville's country club.The views of the mountains were pleasant, and the morning mist hung over the meadows in every direction, but there was NO THERE, there, when you got there. I couldn't begin to imagine what people who lived there.