It's her mother, isn't it?" It was almost rape," pleaded Ned. "And you didn't explain to Di exactly what your relationship with Eleanor is. Anyway, ho... was mother when she left?" Oh she was fine, no problem." Just a minute, what relationship with Lady Eleanor? And Cecil was out this afternoon wasn't he?" asked Diana, a thoughtful expression on her face."Yes," said Bea, colouring up slightly."Ha! And you seduced her, didn't you? You mucky baggage. So we're not going to have much of a problem. That's all anyone seems to be talking about. We have reservations for several games, as a matter of fact." Hmm, well, what did you want to know about? I will see if I can explain things to you. Just remember, I am an amateur... an 'armchair quarterback', as they call us," I responded."Well then, start with the home team. The Rams, I believe they are called?" she asked."Ah, the St. Louis Rams. Now there is an actual soap opera that is a success story. Let's see. Ok, a little background first.. I was feeling way too chained. I couldn’t think of anything else.Next fraction of a second, I heard door knob unlock. I heard my mom calling my name. I was back to my senses while I stood up and started walking towards the inside of the changing section.Four small cabins with doors and mirrors inside them were all locked except the last one towards the end of the wall. The door was semi-open. I called out loud ‘mom’.I heard her voice from the last cabin. As I moved closer and closer, I saw the. The man pressed hischeek against hers and they nuzzled briefly.He wondered what it would be like. How it would feel. She looked likeshe enjoyed it. No, Jacob thought. She loves it. The way she moves andsmiles and glances around the room, soaking up the attention. She lovesall of it. What would that be like? To be someone else? Unique and thecenter of attention wherever you went?"Well?" Liam prodded."Y- yeah," Jacob mumbled. "Yeah. I think I would." Damn straight," his friend.