I opened up the boxes and found my helmet. I said nothing to Jason as I reverently pulled the helmet from its box and examined it. Several pads tumble... to the ground."What's that?' Jason asked.I looked down at the pads. "I think they are used to adjust the fit."I checked the boxes and found a road team's jersey to put on. Coach Grisham was shouting for everyone to assemble around him on one of the thirty yard lines. "And bring your playbook!" he commanded.I grabbed my helmet and playbook and. She was feeling the heat. She was turning on.When he finally broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, she was just laying there without a word.“Let’s get rid of this fucking rag!” he said as he held her head cover tightly and pulled it away. When it got off her head, her hair got in a mess. He laid on her again and started eating all over her face, her ears, and her neck.His tongue was nibbling all over her earlobes and her neck. She struggled a bit, but it was pleasing. He knelt on the bed. No up-selling. My total is 20 dollars."His total is 20 dollars, on the dot. He hands Sam a 20 dollar bill. "ah. yes. We'll have that out for you right away sir." Of course you will."Sam knew better than to pry into someones personal mess. She was taught it by her mother, her sister, her brothers. She was not thought well enough. As soon as the kitchen gave her the hamburger, she rushed out onto the mostly empty restaurant floor."no, no, I totally have the money" said Ann, continuing from some. He sat on the end of the bed."What has happened to you tonight will be punished in due course, I am sure. But we must make sure that if there is any possibility of you having been injured internally, that we get that sorted out right away." He nodded as he spoke as though agreeing with himself. "In a couple of days time, you should both come and see me at the surgery. Before that, though, you should rest as much as possible. I need to examine you both. Who wants to go first? It'll only take one.