The need for something different. Over the last year believe that I found whatever it was I was looking for. This is how it all began. January 1st, 20...05 Dylan Montgomery sat, yet again, in bumper-to-bumper traffic going over the bridge into Manhattan. His suit jacket hung neatly on the hook in the back seat and he felt that his tie was getting tighter and tighter with each blare of a nearby horn. ‘For the love of GOD! Can we please move?!’ Dylan screamed over the radio to no one in particular.. Twice in the night I was woken by men entering my room wanting sex. I was glad they all used lubricated condoms, or I realized I would soon be too sore to keep going!In the morning I was woken up by one of the girls. "Hi, I'm Janet, it's my turn to milk the horses, and I've been told to take you along and show you how to do it." She was in a matching set of undies, pink bra, garter belt, and panties, and she told me to dress in the same. I just pulled out stuff from my lingerie drawer, but she. . our sideline for someone to donate a jersey to me. The other receivers and tight ends were shorter than me. I'd need a tall person's jersey. I scanned the linebackers and linemen. Their jerseys would be long enough to reach my waist, but they were so much bigger than I was. I'd drown in one of their jerseys.Finally I spotted Trevor Conwell. I knew he was done for the day. I tapped him on the shoulder as I pulled my jersey off. "Trevor, give me your jersey." What?" my friend demanded."Coach. Wo mujhey hamesha bolti rehati beta isse kuch padai bhi kara diya karo. ye relation aise hi 6 months tak chalta raha.Uko dek kar mujhey kuch kuch hota tha. ek din main himmat kar ke use bol diya ki wo mujhey bhut acchi lagti hai aur i love you u. to wo thoda sa hasi aur kuch nahi kaha. maine socha shayad wo bura maan gayi aur main aur koi sawal jawab nahi kiya uss se aur apne ghar aa gaya aur sochta raha ki shayad wo aab kabhi phone ya mujhse baat nahi karegi. Lekin shaam ko achank mere cell.