"So you going to go out for basketball this year, Jack, me boy?" asked Uncle Mike, lighting up a Lucky Strike."Uh, well, I'm not sure," I said. "Don't... have a lot of formal experience. Wonder if the coach will give me a chance." Fuck that!" snorted my uncle. "Listen, bucko, remember this: there's only one good play in basketball: the ball goes in the hoop. You can take all that no-look pass and between-the-legs dribbling and shove it in your ass. Score! That's the first and last word in any. She looked at her friend with scared eyes. "Will ya come with me? Please"Rachel smiled. "Of course. I better go make us some lunch." Rachel left the room and came back with a sandwich and a drink for each of them. Kat picked at the ham in silence."You know, the more I think of it, the more I don't think it was Callum," Katherine admitted and Rachel glanced up at her."What about the guy who walked you home?"Katherine snorted. "Matthew? No, he would be too scared to touch me. I was dancing with a. " Yeah, and that's the good news. They're even worse than that."She took the plates and brought us some grapes for dessert. I pulled her down for a kiss and thanked her for the fruit. I said, "You go do your work and I'll load the dishes and clean up."We managed to get about three hours of schoolwork after dinner. Any other Friday night, I would have been out enjoying the nightlife and seeking female company. Regardless of our situation, I liked having her for my girlfriend every day and did. "I flicked through the rest in quick succession."I revised the second section we talked about. It reads much better now." You left your panties in the car :)" I love your body. You are so sexy. I can't get enough of you." I'm missing you already. I can't wait until we're together again." I wish there was a way we could spend the weekend together."I navigated to the outbox and read Vanessa's replies."I'll see you later. Try not to get come all over my dress this time - it's a devil to get out.".