She was soaking wet and Scott knew this was no time for subtlety. I had no siblings or ever knew anyone who went through this. I was in bondage to lust for the approval, the affection, the affirmation of a male who took full advantage of my woundedness and need. When a talented female athlete comes along, our male egos are crushed, and we fear that we may be beaten at what makes us feel special. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had something special in mind for our usual coupling on New Year’s ...