"How's football practice going?" Just drills this week," Josh said, dragging himself away from his thoughts about his friends. "We break out the pads ...Monday." How's it looking?" Bud asked."Pretty good, so far," Josh said. "We scrimmage against Warsaw the end of next week, and we'll have a better idea then." You're a running back, right?" Yeah," Josh told him. "The only thing is, I don't expect I'll play a lot. They brought me up from JVs last year, but I pretty much was on the bench. They've. His brown eyes were looking at me and I met his glare. Smiled and the lift door opened.We went to the top floor where the presidential suite awaited us. He led me inside and I hugged him. I remembered the horny time we had in the car. He quickly removed his shirt and asked me if I wanted to….I kissed him on his chest. Then licked on his nipples. His left hand pressed my boob. He smooched my lips and I returned his affection by putting my arms on his shoulder. We were both on fire.He pulled away. I think us Spartans, especially Steve Hammer, took pretty darn good care of this 'incident' as you called it." Ms. Anderson, my colleague from the FBI was out of line. I apologize for his poor choice of words. We'd like to speak with you in a more private setting, if we could," requested the older agency man soothingly.Everyone in the waiting room had heard the exchange and most were nodding their heads and agreeing with Gwen. The older agent quickly realized that the bulldozer approach would. He drove me to hotel west end and took me to the restaurant. Earlier, I have never gone to a 5 star hotel – I went for the first time. Somebody came & took some orders, which I did not understand.We were seated opposite & talked – he was talking like a different person. Not like my boss at all. Very light & light!!!!Then the two glasses came. He told me that he is taking vodka and he has ordered fruit juice for me. He told cheers and tasted his glass – I too tasted my glass – the juice was very.