I just don’t know what to tell you, son. You and the Bandettes are amazingly gifted musicians, who just signed a recording contract. So ... this ban... challenge could be a career defining event for you kids. Honestly, I’m not sure that any of your football teammates, other than Brad, have a shot at using football to better themselves like you and your band can with this NIS concert.”“Long term career wise, I can’t argue with that, Sir,” I replied as I scuffed the tiles with my low-top Chucks. I. Things sucked, but he reminded me that we had an entire summer before us to enjoy. Possibly the last real summer we would ever have before going off and doing boring adult things. Nearly an hour went by and during that time only three people had walked past us. A dog walker, and two joggers engrossed in their disgustingly healthy habit. After running out of things to say about my failed relationship I tried to change the subject to get my mind off of things and to stop hogging all the talking. "Wait, I'll jump the fence. Then you can have a better look at them."The fence around the soccer field wasn't too high, so it could be climbed over easily. However, by doing this, it was now Sandra's turn to flash her pussy at the two girls and Frederik, and whoever else was in viewing distance. Not that she cared about it, because she even didn't think about what she was showing them while doing it.Anna, who was still petting Timmy while sitting on her knees, had received the best view on. That up there now is just flirting, I don't care aboutthat." She reached across squeezing my hand. "Babes what hurt most?From the moment she started going out with you I could see it in hereyes. She loves you, and she loves you more than she loves me and ithurt then, and it still hurts."As the tears started to drip from the corners of her eyes I felt anoverwhelming sense of the hurt she was feeling. I stood up and walkedaround to cuddle her. "I am sorry baby. I never meant to hurt you."Her wet.