Her nipples tingling as the rough hair on his chest scraped against them, making the sensitive pebbles harden even more as the blood rushed into them.... Her leg slightly rose up, her thigh rubbing against his thigh, her foot rubbing down his calf, her nails scraping down his back, and then up again. She felt his head move down to the side of her neck, only to feel a small pain as he nipped the delicate thin skin there, before moving further down, kissing and nibbling each small fraction of an. "Yeah," he kicks another perfect field goal, "Yeah, I am."I pause as he sets another kick then just blurt out, "How'd'ya know? I mean, how'd you figure it out?" I don't know." He kicks again, "I just am." So what you just woke up one morning an' decided to kiss guys?"He stops in mid-kick and thinks about it. "Yeah, that's about it." This isn't helping an' I'm not actually sure what to say next. He grabs the last ball from the bag and kicks it, "What," he sneers at me, "you wake up 'a fag' this. She tells the hostess to seat him in her area. She takes his order Bob smiles in recognition. “How are you, Shelly.” He smiles. His heart begins to race. Shelly sits down, they talk for a while, catching up on old times. She says, “I heard you got married.” He says, “Yes, I am. She couldn’t make it, so I came myself.” They talked for a while longer. Catching up on the years…. That night at the Reunion dance Shelly wore a low cut, floor length red dress. Bob can barely breathe when he sees her,. Far down the line My opponent rears his mount and lurches to his post facing me opposite and suddenly it is quiet save for the banners in the wind. I hear my own breathing inside my headgear..I feel my heart pounding beneath my chest armor. My boy hoists the shield and straps it to my forearm while my fingers grip and ungrip getting the mesh of chain mail seated on its handle. He lifts the battle lance towards me so I may rest its butt end on the iron sheath molded to my hip armor: ten lonf.