“Did you think it wasn’t?”“You have a certain, uh, reputation, Jake,” she said warmly. “You’re kind of a sure thing.”“Every guy is a...sure thing,” I laughed.“You’d think so,” she said in exasperation. “But it’s not the case.”“Maybe you intimidate them a bit?” I offered.“You’re not intimidated, are you, Jake?” she asked breathily.“Why would I be intimidated?”“You’ve never been with a girl like me,” she said boldly.I chuckled thinking back to Mel and every wild thing she would want us to. I knew they had me as the #1 quarterback, but normally there was some freak who played defensive end or linebacker who slipped into #1 overall. Quarterbacks rarely were in the top five.“Don’t even try. David is our designated fighter,” Jim said.“I had to learn for my movie,” I said as I waggled my eyebrows at Candy.I would have to slip in that I was a model at some point to remind her of everything she was missing. Of course, she had seen my routine before, and wasn’t falling for any of it.. So I hung around my apartment away from other people as much as I could, and once finals were over, I packed up a few things to go home for a while. But on Thursday night, the night before I was to leave, my plans changed when I got a phone call from Brad's sister, Sandi."Has Brad called you lately?" she asked straight off."Nope. Haven't heard anything from him since Christmas break. Why? Hasn't he called you?" Not since late March, and I'm really worried. Could you take me to find him this. I hear Adam behind me gasp. Hair bouncing down my back. My bra follows suit. Unclasping the hooks, still walking, leaning forward a little, letting the straps fall down my arms and just letting it fall. Turning my body a little to one side, showing Adam my breasts. I see him as he just stops, bent over, reaching for my shirt and stares. Frozen. I smile at him turn and continue walking. I see the bush, bending over to walk in. Continue walking in further. The clearing up ahead is just as it was.