We’ll set ourselves apart from all the other groups because we’re focused on winning. I want it to be our goal to win every single game.”I looke... around the room and could see the gears turning. This could be all about individuals, or we could become a team. Coach Kingwood was trying to hide a grin.“Who’s with me?” I asked.“Damn, son. You’re right out of central casting,” Joe Demersal, our second basemen from California, said. “I’m with you. I want to win ‘em all and make the final 40.”I could. Ektu porei jangiya ta gud e chepe dhore gud er ros khosiye dilo kuntola, sathe sathe shipra seta niye nilo….. De de kunti ebar tomal amake chudbe…ah ah ah uh uh uh dekh dekh ki choda chudchhe amake tomal ooooooooh. Shipra nijer gud e jangiya ghose ros khosiye dilo. Tarpor nonod boudi jorajori kore pore roilo.Jangiya te sada dag er rohosso udghaton holo kintu shorir osthir hoye uthlo 2to juboti ke chodar jonno. Bishes kore kuntolar moto mal.pordin office theke phire bathroom e jeye oder naam. "I am always sitting on you every time we spar." Well, this time might be a lot harder for you Teela," he gave her knowing look. "If you want to beat He-Man.With a flash of anger Teela rushed He-man and attempted in one move to knock him over on his back. He placed his feet so that they were in a solid stance and then stood there while she tried over and over to knock him down. Every time she failed. He-man just looked down."Are you getting tired yet, Teela?" he asked. "Are you ready to give up. And he remembered the vague sound of her voice, the throaty sound of lust brushing hot against his ear and the feel of a soft hand against his thigh. Fingers tapping, massaging upwards. Words that didn't matter except for their sensation of their sounds getting lost in the pulse of his ears.That's when things got a little fuzzy. He remembered getting in her car, he remembered her lips on his, her hand clasping the back of his head. He remembered the car roof spinning, and he remembered falling.