Although, there was also something else that made her feel good about all of this. At the beginning of their match, the boys at the side had shouted r...marks about her tits and ass, whenever she was at the ball. However, this had slowly on changed into remarks about her play, and they were now even encouraging her, whenever she was at the ball.She had already done a few nice dribbles and even had done an assist that resulted in a goal. This was done, by running along the right flank and then by. ?But there?s something wrong between you two,? Angela said. She was fullof that direct confidence that seems normal to those who?ve had thebackground and education good money can provide. She must have been afearsome lawyer.?We?ll get over it,? I said lightly. The breeze toyed with my hem and Iwasn?t so sure.?He?s never been good at committing to relationships,? she said. ?Likehe?s always looking for something else, something extra in all the girlshe?s been out with.?A cock! But I didn?t say. “In the beginning all I was interested in was pulling her out of the gutter. I was so worried about her. I had feelings for her, but I didn’t understand them myself. There were times when I wanted to kiss her and touch her, but how could I express that kind of interest to her when all she was thinking about was her dead husband?” He sighed. “She talked about him. I thought that was good for her, but every time she did it, it just made me more sure I shouldn’t interfere with her memories.”“She. I didn't come by to harass you. Matt doesn't even know I'm here."There was a moment of silence before the door closed, the chain rattled and the door opened wide. Courtney looked at Whatley for a moment, turned and walked toward the couch. "You may as well come in and get it over with."Courtney was dressed in a robe that went down past her knees — utilitarian. She turned to sit on the couch, crossing her arms under her breasts as she nodded to the chair on the other side of the coffee table..