"The words shook Jake out of his contemplative state. He looked around, trying to see if anyone else may have heard them. Of course, the music in the ...ym was so loud, he wasn't sure it wasn't his mind playing tricks on him."Really, Mr. Eckholm, you should ask her to dance." Jake turned to see the school secretary standing at his side. He smiled inwardly; if anyone wanted to know what was going on in the school, you didn't go to the principal or the guidance counselors, you went to the. I had his interest, all right, but he was about as horny as a jellyfish. I hadn't worked out much more of my story; I had to stall for time and hope I could be sexy enough.I raised my arms and spun a pirouette, knowing it was silly. Without shoes it was difficult, but I had studied for a long time, and of course the Art aided me. "He's a very handsome man, and thoughtful. Any woman would love him, except for his station." True enough. I can twist words with the best of them.Was that a smirk I. The walls were almost right on top of the bed. I must have been really drunk. I pulled the sheets back and found my top, tied it in the front and was pulling it around to put it on when there was a knock on the door. Kim its me, open up. I opened the door and there stood the man. Still without a shirt and hot as hell. He walked in, took my head in his hand, and asked if I was feeling better. Yeah, still a bit drunk. And I cant believe what happened. Are you mad? Regrets? No not at all. Just. The coach threatened to drop me from the team. When I told him that, if he made Sunday morning practices a requirement, I would save him the trouble and quit. He backed off because I had five other girls who were also starters back me up. In the small town, we I grew up, church was important.”I put my head on Jam’s shoulder and rested. While I did, I prayed silently for the people who were shot down without a chance and no knowledge of why they were being killed. I realized that those Jam and I.