?You two were perfect! I-I can't even remember how many times I came!??Good, good. You didn't mind playing the part of a vapid cunt???Nope! I loved...pretending to be such a stupid bitch!??That's great to hear. We're just about out of time today, Tracy, so we're going to have to end it here. Do you think you'd be willing to come back sometime soon??She beamed even wider at him. ?Of course! Anytime you want me!??Excellent! Now, you had a final message for your audience, right? Something. . I also knew how difficult it would be for a boy - he was suddenly a boy again - to admit to a woman that he had dreams about her - erotic dreams, based on how his hand had felt. Again, there was very little evidence, but it had been a caress, not just his hand accidentally resting on my side. I decided to go the middle road.“Well, it was interesting,” I said. “I’m sure it was you. I’m not surprised you don’t remember. I read somewhere that we don’t remember most of what we dream about.. As I ran out onto the green I waved to Pepper and Keira in the stands. Pepper had a sour expression on. She hated coming to watch the games, but no one could resist my sister's charms and so here she sat. I caught sight of Stella in the cheer squad, even though she had dumped my ass she at least hadn't left our motley crew to go and shake it for the Cardinals, our arch enemies.She smiled at me but I looked away, it was giving me unwanted flashbacks of her running up to me during half time to. I told her my name and waited."I am Regina Carpenter. My mother is here with her boyfriend. We live in Miami and came here because her boyfriend wanted to get away for few days." The way she said 'boyfriend' assured me of her undying contempt for him, and maybe her mother, also. "They went off with some people to a club and left me here at lunch time. I'm not sure if she even remembers where I am, or if she'd care, if she did."I don't really know what to do..."Well I did.Motioning for Winnie, I.