Playing against those big St. Thomas and Elgin County boys.”“Mike ... I just don’t know what to tell you, son. You and the Bandettes are amazing...ly gifted musicians, who just signed a recording contract. So ... this band challenge could be a career defining event for you kids. Honestly, I’m not sure that any of your football teammates, other than Brad, have a shot at using football to better themselves like you and your band can with this NIS concert.”“Long term career wise, I can’t argue with. I giggle and whisper that we should take this somewhere less public. I grab your hand and lead you up the stairs in the dark. As we reach the top step a key turns in the lock and I push you towards my front door as the lights in the hall flicker on. I push you inside and shut the door after us, less quietly this time."So," I say, "this is my flat". There are no lights on except for the strip showing under the front door and it's difficult for you to see where you're going. I steer you to the. If Reena had her issues, I had my own life as well. The room was thankfully empty when I returned. She was presumably gone to relieve herself again. Could I care less ? I looked around for things to do, and, (rather ironically as I realize now) picked up her novel. It wasn't a novel, but a collection of short stories, something sold in every station of India. Flipping through the pages, I found a story titled the "Wrong Choice?", by some obscure author, and began reading it. To be true, it was. Instead, she shoved her jeans and damp panties down to her ankles and kicked them away, before returning her feet to the coffee table, letting her legs spread comfortably apart to provide easy access to her pussy. She knew that the angle of the couch meant that nothing she was doing was visible through her living room windows, so she didn’t worry that the curtains were open. The dildo got knocked over by these manoeuvres, but she didn’t really notice as she circled her clit with two fingers and.