He'd get home, wolf down whatever I'd made for supper, then plant himself in front of the TV, remote clutched in his hand like a talisman. I heard "GO...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!" so many times during those first few days I started hearing it in my sleep. Or maybe that was just him shouting it during the 2 A.M. matches.For the first four days it wasn't so bad. I actually liked watching Germany beat Saudi Arabia 8-0. It was heady to yell "Kick it! Kick it!" and watch goalies do feats I'd only seen. It was unusual for me to have a black friend because I grew up in an area without many black people. Our good relationship had developed over a period of a year or so. Then one day our relationship started to change. I had ridden with Carl to one of those long Saturday meets. When we found out that the girls wouldn’t compete again until 2:00 pm, we decided to go to a bar that we could walk to for lunch. We had barbeque sandwiches and two beers each. I was feeling a little tipsy, since I didn’t. “No lies, Jen,” he whispered back. “Hopefully there will be no need for secrets between us, but together we need to keep certain, shall we say confidences, but they will be ones that we can share between us.”“Of course. Now, as for your Christmas present from me, I haven’t actually got you anything yet, but I will sort that out tomorrow, perhaps while you service the car. Have you got something in your bag for me?”“Yes, I do have. More than one present, actually.”“Ooo, do I get a chance to see. She also wondered how this would affect her and her mother’s special time together. When Max saw her come out of her bedroom, she was wearing a burgundy nightshirt, that was high cut on both side, and looked to be either silk or satin. Hanna was about an inch shorter than her mother, and probably weighed a good 140 lbs, and from the looks of things, had the same size C cup breasts her mom has. The big difference between them was she was chunky, with a bigger butt than Gwen, and had shoulder.