She didn’t seem so… quiet, anymore, more like a volcano seething just below the ground, waiting to explode like that Paricutin covering that littl... Mexican village back in ’43 and was still erupting. ‘Yes, he did and we’re prepared to take the apartment, that is, if you’re agreeable.’ ‘Why don’t you let me clean up here and I’ll talk with you across the hall, how’s that?’ There was another knock. ‘Hello, Greg? I’ve got the pizza.’ ‘And, just who is this woman?’ ‘Oh, good. Listen, Cindy, honey,. He took a bottle of red from the wine rack, and while Lisa found some wine glasses, he pulled a corkscrew out and pulled the cork from the bottle. Then he walked upstairs with Lisa, their arms around each other’s waist.Jack took a long shower, letting the hot spray relax the tensions of the day from him before climbing out. Glancing at the mirror, he saw his goatee and mustache were coming in fuller now, the golden blond color a little lighter than the hair of his head. He touched his face,. Is he serious?Endicott turned to Weasel. "What's going on here, Adam? You said you wanted me to play with you, that it was a challenge match, but you didn't tell me I'd have to play against Sean Porter and Eric Johnson." His face was a little pale, and he was shaking with nervousness. "I mean, it's, like, the two best players in school. I don't belong here."Weasel turned on poor Larry ferociously. "You agreed, Larry. Besides, didn't you want to show Coach Neville you're good enough to play. Their three cars were parked in different directions.As they began to split up Bryan said, “My rules. We all three have to shower when we get to my place. No kisses, then there’s no sex. Leave all inhibitions at the door, period.”On the drive to his apartment Bryan thought, ‘This is probably the craziest thing I’ve ever done, but God, this could be hot. Crazy, but wow! Who gives a fuck?’After they all had gathered at the apartment they asked Bryan to shower first. When he came out of the shower.