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“It’s called a butt puck”

“I’s I don’t want near my butt

“It’ll keep you fro your ass off on these chairs and”—she turns the puck over—“it’s a cheerleading pillow!”

On the front of the pillow puck are the words “GO Butterson!” Charlene’s says “GO Westinghouse!” And mine says “GO Waters!” Upon closer inspection, I find a hand-shaped pocket on the back of the puck pillow, so I'm able to wave my butt puck in the air with little effort

I sit on the pillow, still snickering at the pervy naripsanxiety renders hly uncommon

When Alex skates out onto the ice, I inhale a sharp breath asa heart attack, but I realize it’s just that I’m in love with this man I haven’t seen him in weeks, and I’m still conflicted about the article and the interview He’s so close, the plexiglass barrier the only thing dividing us

Even faux-unkeroouys who look like they crawled out of the alleyway and decided to play professional hockey

“Oh God Darren is sex on skates I can’t wait until after the game It doesn’t evencrowd

“How can you say that? Of course it matters”

“Think about it, if they win, I have hot victory sex If they lose I get to have sexy make-Darren-feel-better sex”

I nod slowly, absorbing the inforht It doesn’t matter if they win or lose, she wins by sex default I’ either victory or solace sex I wish I knehat tonight will bring and whether or not I’ll ever be reunited with the monster cock My beaver doesn’t see the way she’s lubing up in preparation for what ether enough to have a real conversation with Alex One thing at a tiame is first