He tried to play down the fact that I was much better at swimming than him, and later complained bitterly that the only football I had was a soccer ba...ll."At least you don't have a piss-pants sister!" was his parting shot when he had summarized pros and cons of the neighborship.No, I didn't have a sister. I had frequently plagued my parents about siblings, but it never happened. Only later did I learn why, but I am getting ahead of myself.Jake and I played a lot that summer. As I said, there was. The next move was his. Then it occurred to me to check my private e-mail. There it was sitting since 9 AM this morning."Clarissa,We need to talk. I'll pick you up at six in front of your office. I've reserved a private room at the Chateau for dinner. We'll be on neutral ground an can try to work ourselves out of the mess we're in right. I might have overreacted a bit but better now at the beginning then down the line in six or so weeks. See you at six.Love Terry"Well that was something, he. She looked visibly shaken, even after several fairly strong drinks. Mark noticed the change in his wife and asked what was wrong and it looked like Haley was about to cry. Babs told him that the two of them had made a wager on the game because she was so confident that North Carolina would win. Mark gasped and asked her how much money did she lose. All Haley could do was shake her head no, when Babs told him that no money was involved, so Mark asked her what she lost. Babs told him that had. James finished his bacon and sat across from me, next to our dad and began to dig in as well. I guessed everyone had worked up an appetite after last night. So, how long have you guys been eyeing me? I asked seductively. The guys grinned slyly as my dad said, Well I have never really looked at you like that until you sashayed out the house last night in that tight ass dress and high heels. You came and bent over me to kiss me good-bye and I got a peek at that sexy bra you had on. Then you.