I was across the street form Sherry’s house at about eleven PM, waiting for her to come home from her shower, when Tank drove up in his pickup he wa...s the big football jock on campus and has screwed about half of the girls there. Sherry climbed out of his pickup she was a mess, he’s through her panties at her and said, ‘I’ll see you tomorrow,’ and sped off. She didn’t see me and started for her house. I couldn’t see too well it was dark and my eyes were full of tears. After all our waiting and. He wanted to make her an adulteress. To take advantage of her naïveté and be with her as only her husband had a right to be.Bonny was at home. And she felt good. Great! She knew she had given her minister great pleasure, just as he had done to her. She did not understand why he hadn't joined with her. She hungered to be as close to him as she had ever been to any person... to extract his goodness into her body, but he seemed to think it would be wrong.While Reverend Gillis and Mrs. Bonny Smart. Fortunately I arrived home from work within fifteen or twenty minutes of them evicting her from the house. I found her sitting with her legs spread wide in the drive way with a group of boys gawking at her as she cried.I can’t tell you how many times I have come home with her stomping around the house, naked as a J-bird, demanding that the boys untie the rope from around her dresser so that she could get a pair of panties out, so that she could get dressed.What I found most interesting was that. “Damn it!” I hissed. “They have to play better ‘D’!”“Two of the three goals have been because of weak defense,” Ned said. “That first slapper was just a good shot that Barrasso wasn’t able to fight off.”“That’s been the story for a good chunk of the season,” I said. “It’s not like the Pens don’t score. They just give up too many themselves.”“Barrasso is pretty good,” Mario said. “But if your defensemen aren’t up to snuff, you’re going to get beat no matter how good you are.”“True,” I.