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After practice I sat in er was back and as bad as ever I couldn’t ignore it I had hoped the less the craving, the easier itcontrol It apparently didn’t work that way I had no choice but to feed

I went to a restaurant--no irl headed for the bathroom Between the men and women’s restrooms was a fa the hunger control the vaporous sex-seeking tendrils

The girl gaveoff I latched on to her halo She stopped dead in her tracks as lust filled her eyes

She was mine

The next day at practice I saw Nyte, Ash, and a handful of students sitting in the bleachers I waved at undy I’d hidden an MP3 recorder inI noticed he was talking to the sheriff and a couple of deputies How convenient He wavedabout," he said

"He don’t look like much," said the sheriff "You sure he’s up to it?"

"Don’t let his size fool ya, Roscoe This boy’s the real deal" He slapped the sheriff on the shoulder

Roscoe looked"We got a lot riding on this, boy, so don’t let us down"

My brilliant idea of recording the coach fizzled like a cigarette in a urinal If he and the sheriff were in cahoots, who else was in his pocket? As if to answer that question, the local city police chief strolled over with a grin on his face He was tall, broad, and seemed to be in shape compared to the shorter plumper sheriff He slapped Roscoe on the back and shook hands with Coach Burgundy I turned and scooted away, s

In addition to the coach, I would apparently have to collect evidence on the entire good old boys club in this one-horse town Technically ere in the o to at this point ht be the GBI or the FBI I wouldn’t have been a bit surprised to suddenly see representatives frorin and a slap on his fat butt

After the usual warm-ups, I endured practice handoffs without a defensive line to counterthe same drill over and over and over?" I asked Bryan

"Repetition helps muscle memory Your body will know exactly how to respond to a play under pressure"

I wished it helpedmyself in deeper and deeper with every move I made

Soon the defensive line joined the offense for practice Nathan and his buddies overloaded the left side which, as they kneould be the side I was going through

"Give it a rest, Nathan," Bryan said when he walked to stand behind the center

Nathan sneered "Shut it, Jones I’ll do what I want"

Bryan sighed and barked the call I took the ball, noticing that my body did indeed kno to take it better after all that repetition I decided at the last second that plowing through three huge guys would look way too suspicious, so I squirted around them and to the outside The safety dove for me as I ran into the end zone Coach Wise whistled the play to stop

I turned in ti toward me, murder in his eyes At the last second, I stepped aside and tripped him He rumbled, stumbled, and face-planted in a mud puddle with a loud splat The handful of students in the bleachers cheered I turned to theht he was going to pop an aneurysm and spray-paint the field red with arterial spray