" Well, I'm not sure how we can persuade her," I began, but then noticed Amelia seemed distracted, peering behind me at something over my shoulder. "W...at's she up to now?" I said, assuming that Helena was the cause of Amelia's concern."Shut up and keep still," Amelia snapped and bent down to rummage in her carpet bag. She pulled out a long-barrelled revolver and, in one movement, crooked her arm to steady the barrel, sighted, cocked, and fired. There was a thunk as the silenced shot spat by me.. The complexity of the schemes made many small colleges think twice about using it. It was practically unheard of for a tiny high school team to employ it.I had a college coach tell me the videotape he saw of my performance reminded him of the old Houston Gamblers USFL run-and-shoot style. It took me a whole day of research to figure out just what he was talking about.Not content to confuse the heck out of half the team, the new coach put in a package of stunts and blitzes designed to disguise. ” Upon smelling her perfume, his mind flashed back to a defining moment from his childhood: He was sitting on his mother’s bed, looking at an old photograph of her. “You’re so pretty, Mommy,” he praised her.He returned to the present. “ ... like my mother?” He looked Eudora up and down, and then recoiled from her. “I fucked you, and you look like my mother!?”“Your greatest fantasy, master,” she replied, stroking his face with her gloved hand. “Trust me, I know.”He dropped his head into his. " Oh leave him alone, have a beer," I yelled back.I told the boy to go play in my father's private den, there was a computer game in there he liked to play with. Often when he came over he immersed himself in it for hours and hours, much to the disappointment of my mother, the shutterbug who was always looking for the next photo op with the lads.Ryan was already throwing himself down on the couch in the living room with a great, drunken sigh. Under his weight, the couch slid to one side a bit..