บททั้งหมดของ HOW I TAMED THE PLAY BOY: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

As my teammates entered the room, I began to stretch, and I could hear a few of them mumbling, but it wasn't very loud. Not while I'm around, not anyway. I found out relatively quickly that the game concluded in a tie score of two-two and that Maxwell played goalie for the final three and a half minutes of the contest. I proceeded to stretch out with my eyes closed while leaning back against my locker and supporting my weight on it."Phanuel, what the heck is wrong with you?”I blinked, and when I did, I found myself staring at the new youngster. Um... I have no idea what his name was. Ethan, maybe? Even though he didn't get any playing time today, he was a freshman player who somehow made it onto the varsity team. I had the impression that he was not originally from the region and that he had recently relocated to this location from...Who could possibly care?"Excuse me?" As I glanced at him, I cocked my head to the side and wondered how foolish he could possibly be."Just because

Despite the fact that the need to touch her once more was present, I refrained from doing so. I maintained a spacing of approximately three inches between our legs by moving my foot in response to her movements so that I could keep the distance consistent.I could tell that she had some muscle on her long, slender legs, but other than that, they were quite delicate. I was fighting the impulse to rise up from my chair and run my hand over her thigh as soon as she walked in the room. There was no reason to rush things with a hen that was plainly inexperienced. Perhaps even a test of your mettle.I could see that she was a little anxious, and I'm not sure if it was because I was so close to her or just because I kept leaning forward to stare at her the entire time we were in class. Bucher made many additional attempts to catch up to me, going so far as to question me about why I didn't have a pencil and where my book was located. I responded that I didn't require them and then noticed th

As I made my way down the hallway, thoughts of the previous day's conversations I had had with Ruth's tilt Brown raced through my head. I couldn't help but crack a cheeky smile to myself; she had been so angry at me, and it was absolutely adorable that she was angry at me. She gave me the evil eye when I entered the classroom almost ten minutes after the bell had rung, before I had even sat down. Bucher didn't bother saying anything to me; instead, he continued on with his lecture without stopping.I addressed her by saying, "Hello there," while moving my desk slightly forward and into the aisle so that I could stare directly into her eyes. Even though it was misting all day, the temperature was quite warm, and she had on a shirt with short sleeves and a V-neck. I thought the dark blue looked good on her; it contrasted nicely with her fair skin and brought out the color in her eyes. I liked how it looked.She responded to me with simply a small nod and continued to keep her eyes forwa

“Undoubtedly!” She attempted to move the tray away from me, but I quickly slipped it to the side and seized both of her hands. I was able to maintain my grip despite her attempts to break free. She moved her body slightly backward, but she did not actively try to get away from me.As I gazed into her icy blue eyes, I remarked to her, "Let me to just make a brief comment." You really do want to watch me work out, and you really do want to see me without my shirt on. It's likely that you'd be interested in seeing more, as well."Well, absolutely, because you are such a smoldering enchantress," she said. Her tone was dripping with sarcasm, and she rolled her eyes as she spoke; nonetheless, her pupils were slightly more dilated than they had been, and the color of her lips was becoming more intense."Yes, you do," I repeated to the other person.I moved my head off of my arms, drew my legs up to my chest, and dropped down on the floor on my knees in front of the bench. Then I moved closer

The father was expressing that it would be wonderful for his son to remain on the west coast, and that the Sounders have undoubtedly established themselves despite being such a young squad.According to Nahuel, Schmidt has been an extremely valuable asset. It is unlikely that Williams will come across a more qualified mentor in the United States."That might very well be the case," the father suggested with a nod.It's always the politician, it seems.To prepare myself to respond to the questions, I smiled, nodded, and mentally played back previous experiences several times. Nonetheless, Dad and Nahuel did the majority of the talking. In response to Nahuel's request for some imported beer, Dad respectfully denied the offer. My thoughts started to wander.I was curious as to whether or not she went home, as opposed to attending one of the post-game parties, which is what I would have liked for myself. As I stopped to think about it, I couldn't help but wonder if she went to one of the