.. and confidence. He had to be able to trust his arm and instincts, even after a failed or broken play, or an interception.The first "half" went as s...moothly as anyone could have expected. Using variations of original playbook plays they already knew and used, they learned the execution and afterwards, sometimes on a re-set of the same play, coaches walked them through the "why's" of the play and what to anticipate from either side of the line. During these sessions the experience of major. "Don't worry, I'll get it nice and wet first," he whispered in her ear...His hand moved back down between her legs and it felt as if he was trying to push his whole hand inside her...She pushed back against his fingers, lifting her hips from the desk and thrusting back---she'd never been fisted, but she found herself wondering what it might feel like... Again the stranger took his fingers out of her slippery cunt and moved the small distance to her ass...She felt him push against her rosy pink. What’s up?”“Listen, you can’t tell them, or anybody else. You know, like you wouldn’t tell your mother all the things you like having me do late at night...”“CARL!”“Okay, you know those rumors about me being on the short list for the VP slot? They aren’t just rumors. I’m really under consideration,” I told her.“What? Really?”“That’s about what I said,” I admitted. “I just had a couple of staff guys from Dick Cheney’s office in here sounding me out. They left me with some paperwork I need to. ”All I could really think about were the physical and mental feelings I was experiencing from him squeezing and rubbing my tits plus the big yes I wanted to shout, as I realized what this meant for us and the future. I did babble out, “Thanks” as I threw my arms around him and added, “Take me to bed. I love you!” Oh shit, I thought. Why the fuck did I say that. “You do understand— ““That neither of us expect we’re getting married or going steady. Yeah, I understand,” he said, laughingly. “So,.