“At free safety, Aaron Blank!”Aaron was Corey’s cousin. He was a taller guy with some decent speed.“At strong safety, Shawn Spears!”Cheers r...ang out again. Shawn was another wrestler, a redhead with a penchant for hitting. He saved a lot of touchdowns over the years at safety and he was just as comfortable in pass coverage as he was coming up to the line to run blitz. He lined up in his usual spot.“Same as the offense, guys, this is not set in stone. All you freshmen can challenge for a spot.”A. Kay quickly closed her coat and checked herself in the mirror again before getting out and hurrying over to the trucks door. She took a deep breath then knocked on the door. The window rolled down and B stuck his head out. "Can I help you," B asked. "Do you need some company," Kay asked back. "I'm not sure I should, I'm supposed to be meeting my wife." "Hurry up and let me in B before someone calls the cops on me. " He opened the door and she climbed up and in nearly tripping herself on. We were going to do this right. We were determined.This, however, was not always our lives. Before meeting my man, I was on a massive journey of self-discovery. I’d left home without a dime and decided to travel for as long as I saw fit. Armed with a ton of credit card debt, and not a clue how one lives a nomadic existence, I popped on over to Australia. I had to get a job, and bloody well quick. As I walked into what seemed like an ordinary bar to drop of my resume one Saturday morning, I felt. I never knew why but it was nice to finally have the house all to ourselves, especially since we are both now in our 60’s.But I guess his girlfriend never got the message he had moved. About 2 weeks after he moved out she stopped by one day. My wife was at work so I answered the door to greet her. When I opened the door I was somewhat taken by her attire. She was wearing Daisy Duke cut off shorts and a skimpy halter top, the same outfit she wore when he met her. I guess she figured it would.