She shook it away. "Alright," Tina sighed. She stood up, held her bathrobe tightly around her naked body, and followed the boy to the neighboring trai...ler.Inside everything was quiet. The TV wasn't on, nor was the radio. It was disconcerting: the trailer was usually filled with sounds from both! Tina followed the young boy to his bedroom in silence, feeling sort of apprehensive about all this. Joey didn't usually act so mysterious.She took a seat on the edge of his bed, the sheets of which had. I knew better than to interrupt, and was thankful, at least, that there were no reeking flowers involved. As she continued, though, pausing only to turn the pages, her voice seemed to be a living thing; wrapping itself around me, holding me, seeping through my skin and into every part of my body. Something was definitely happening to me. Something wonderful. Something overwhelming.I don't think I fell asleep. Perhaps I fainted. All I know is that after some indeterminable amount of time, I. "I never had nobody dream about me before. Least they didn't tell me about it." I was doing this," Laura said, taking the girl in her arms, kissing her passionately, and running both hands up under the Chicago Bulls jersey.Charise wasn't wearing a bra this time. Laura cupped both naked breasts in her hands. "And this," she whispered, pulling the jersey up further.She dropped her mouth to them and began sucking Charise's gleaming black nipples, one at a time."Ohhh... shiiiiit... that feels. Bud Mason sent me the tapes of your practices. I saw you running all over the field making plays on the run. I just honestly couldn't wrap my mind around your style of play. That was one of the reasons I wanted Brad to play quarterback."For tonight, I want you to forget about dumping the ball off, or throwing it away. I want the old David. I want you to tuck the ball and run. If you give them a steady diet of chasing you, the long ball will be there by the second quarter." Are you messing with.