This was where playing nice landed a guy – having the few sparsely-furnished rooms he could call home rummaged through by his bitch-wife’s fawning... little fangirls. Well now they could help him turn things around, one way or another. “Not a word from either of you,” he instructed, his level voice belying the force of emotion that boiled inside, “unless it’s in response to something I ask. Now sit on the bed, both of you.”“Look, I know…” the scarlet began.“Sit down on the bed and shut the fuck. “Well, it appears you were just looking for fun,” he said with a wink. She smiled and nodded feeling another round of blushing cross her cheeks. She wondered if she could find out how he made her blush maybe she could stop it from happening. “I guess I was just curious why someone so young would be interested in the moon when it seems that other planets are more popular,” Siena finally said. “That is an easy one. I was inspired and then fell in love,” he said as he grasped her hand from behind. B nailed that, spot on, Andrew,” I said as I pulled my taller friend in for a hug. “I sure would love to see you out on the court with me, tonight, but we’ll understand if you’re not up for it.”“Thanks, Mr. Ballows, Mike. You’re words have helped more than you probably realize.”“Come on, dude. I’ll walk with you down to TR’s office,” I said as we followed Lynette, Sam and Joanne out into the busy, between periods, hall way.Alumni Hall, UWO7:38pm, Friday, March 9, 1979“Alright, gentlemen,” Coach. We were mirror images of each other.She applied a liberal dose of perfume that I will always remember as ‘Eau de Rut’ for the rest of my life, despite its cost and trade name. Then we made up and did our hair.We were a sight. I couldn’t help thinking that we looked like a matched pair of sluts, just waiting to be used by a powerful man.The doorbell rang at seven and Meg went to open the door while I scooted to the kitchen. ooOOoo Meg’s Story I escorted Jack into the living room and invited him.