30 sharp the nextmorning.I had half expected Vanessa to be surprised when she turned the cornerand saw my sat at the desk outside her office the next ...orning.However, she merely nodded to me as she walked up to my desk."Good morning, Jamie. How are you this morning? Did you have a goodevening?" she asked without even a trace of irony."Yes, thank you," I replied, equally deadpan. I looked around and as wewere the only ones in, added, "Madam." Jamie, very good. You will do very well in this new. Kalyani: Thank you so much. Please come in for a drink.Me: No, thanks. I have some work.Kalyani: Ok, give me your phone number, let me buy you dinner tomorrow.Me: Ok.I gave her my number and then bid bye to her. But I was thinking about her until I reached home. Then I freshened up and checked my mobile. There was a missed call from an unknown number. I called that number.Me: Hello, who is this?Kalyani: Hi, this is Kalyani.And we both began speaking to each other for a long time. It didn’t took. I don't know if either of the other two could have given us a game — they both lost their bowl games, too — but Oklahoma sure didn't. The Sooners were out of sync and out of luck. We ran the opening kickoff back for a touchdown and scored again four minutes later. We were up 14 and we'd only run three plays. Believe it or not, it got worse from there for the Sooners. I didn't take a snap in the second half and still threw four touchdown passes. Of course that only fueled the media to ask me. My brain hazed over as the orgasm began to posses me. It seemed to start at my toes and work its way up my body. Then it all came out in a huge rush."Jazz, oh Jazz, oh Jazz," I cried as I emptied myself into her and she began to wail again. Stream after stream jetted out of me into her slickness, mingling with the rush of her own fluids. It seemed the flow would never stop for either of us.But it did. And I collapsed on top of her, heaving with exhaustion. We kissed again and again, not able to.