You're a really nice guy!"I was flattered, and thanked him. The rest of the game was distracted by Marty's comments, not knowing what he intended for ...s. I filed out with the rest of the attendees, and there were Beth and Marty. She's about 50, also, but doesn't look it. Quite young-looking, actually. Marty is a big guy - muscular - and pretty handsome. We looked at each other, then I asked, "Well, what's the plan?" Marty said, "We have a really nice house - hot tub and all. How about we go. A skin tight t-shirt barely covered her nice round bobos and she covered her body with a leather jacket up to her waist. The outfit was completed with a pair of black leather boots.I approached her from behind, since her hubby was looking other stuff, some yards away. I slipped my hand between her spread legs and rubbed her warm crotch from behind with my naughty fingers.Miriam stood straight up, muffling a surprise moan and she turned around. She got surprised about finding me there; she was. "I'm not sure there's much we can do." Your turn. Tell me about your day."I told her about Beazley and the reporter. "Where's Patrick?" Reading." Reading? Did I miss something?" He calls it reading. He's in the playpen and recites a story while turning pages. He gets the first 'Ant and Bee' right most of the time." Our boy genius!" I need to look at your arm." I took off my shirt and Weena examined the angry-looking swathe. "You've overdone it." I guess so. I wore the sling most of the time.". I would call the plays at the line. I had eighty yards to cover in a minute five seconds. I had all three timeouts. I huddled up the troops to get everyone on the same page.“We’re going to go back to the triple option. If you hear Bulldog that means to spread out into the slotback formation. Hustle to the line and don’t assume I’ll call time. I want to catch them napping if I can. All calls are on me, so pay attention. We’ve practiced this, you know what to do, so let’s get this score,” I.