From my view point, Andy Jenks was the only player I actually knew on the field, he did his job as well as he could, but his front line struggled to p...rotect him well enough. His runners and receivers didn’t have the strength and skills needed to help the team to a good season.The next day we were back at the field to watch the other two games.The freshman game was frantic, both teams had a lot of learning still to do, it was a scoring bonanza.Both teams scored a lot, it wasn’t pretty but it was. "Look outside," I whisper, taking the opportunity of his distraction to maneuver myself off of his lap and back to the safe destination of my side of the couch. He turns back, watching me as I scoop up my coffee cup again, warding off any further advances. He mirrors me, picking his cup up again and relaxing back into the corner of his end but still, his proximity is enough to warm me even with the space between us.I've watched him and avoided him for weeks at rehearsals, as many of the other. Exhilarating sailing, but tiring. The five hours they shared on watch put them slightly north of Berwick and fifty miles offshore when Pippa shook Cherry awake.As soon as they were relieved, CC and Pippa headed for bed, where Pippa arrived first, stripped naked, and huddled under the duvet. When CC joined her – in t-shirt and shorts – she wrapped herself round him, opened her mouth to complain how he was dressed, but was too tired. She was aware of his hand on her hip, gently stroking, then his. I went back down to the basement to "check on the washer" (which was only running for about 10 minutes) wearing only the towel. My thought was this; If the towel "accidentally" fell off, exposing me, it wouldn't be my fault, right? It was gonna work. I hoped. I was nervous. Shaking. The semi hard-on that I worked up at the top of the stairs was gone. My nub was all shriveled up because of my nerves. I entered the basement and she didn't even look my way! I fumbled around with the washer to make.