Andrew Lieberman
It was the hardest thing I had to do. Not because she was difficult, but because every move she made was enticing to my eyes, and my entire being felt as if I was being strained like a stretched rubber band.
She worked her arms, and every flex pushed her breast together. Lifting her elbows stretched that flat ab, and pushed her back straighter. Her slender neck moved invitingly... and I often wondered how my lips would feel over her skin. Damn it... I liked her a lot...
I have always thought she was a cute girl when she was around our games. She was always dressed in our colors; her mom ensured that, and I discovered she was like a lucky charm. Whenever she was there wearing our colors, we performed better.
I am seven years older than her, and I never thought I coul
