Chapter 7

Friday, March 12, 2032 – Martin Residence, Landenberg, PA

“You’re the man of the house this weekend,” Kyle directed to his oldest son, David. “Keep things under control.” Kyle, Penny, David and Jessie were standing beside their dad’s VW Atlas.

“Robbie is already with at the Fritz’s,” Penny added. “You need to get Danny to the church for his camping trip in an hour. Jessie, listen to David. He is in charge this weekend.”

“We’re good, Mom,” Jessie laughed.

“Relax Mom and Dad,” David added. “We have got this.”

“Don’t burn the place down,” Kyle added as he hopped in their car. Kyle and Penny waved good bye as they headed out the driveway for Atlantic City and the Maxwell Football Club Awards Dinner. Kyle was the presenter for the Maxwell Award this year. Kyle and Penny had a room at the hotel where the dinner was held for Friday and Saturday nights. They were taking advantage of the opportunity for a “parents only” weekend.

David dropped Danny off at the New London Presbyterian Church on time before his troop departed for a weekend at Camp Horseshoe. Jessie rode along with her brothers. She and David stopped at the Giant grocery store in Jennersville to shop for some snack food before returning home. They had a “teens only” Saturday night party planned for some friends. Ostensibly it was to celebrate Jessie’s birthday, but really, it was just a chance for them to have some drinks and some fun in the bedroom without parental interference.

Saturday morning, David went over to a friend’s house, where he met the friend’s older brother. The older brother took David’s cash in exchange for a case of beer. That would give everyone two beers each, except for Julia O’Farrell. David knew she would not be drinking, given that she was seven months pregnant. David was certain he and Jessie could find something to do with the extra two beers left at the end of the party.

David and Jessie got their house ready for their party during the day. The beer went on ice. The family room was cleared for everyone. Sara came over mid-afternoon to help with preparations. Sara was delighted to be able to come over. With the precedent set at Christmas break, her parents had approved of her sleeping over with David Saturday night.

Grant showed up around four o’clock. His dad dropped him off. With David’s mini-van and Sara’s mom’s car parked in front of the garage, it did not look like Rick Frey was dropping his son off for an unsupervised teen beer party. Appearances were intended to be deceiving.

Jessie made the four of them a quick supper. The guys cleaned up in the bathroom the kids shared. The girls used the bathroom in Jessie’s parents’ suite to prepare for the party. Kaylie and Logan Robertson were the first two guests to arrive. Logan parked at Kaylie’s house and the two walked down the hill through the small patch of woods that separated the homes.

Tristan Palmer arrived next, escorting a seven-month pregnant Julie O’Farrell. The two were an unlikely couple. Given Tristan’s rambunctious reputation at school, he did not seem like the sort to go steady with a pregnant girl carrying some other guy’s baby. Each scratched an itch the other had. Julie’s out-of-control, pregnancy-induced hormones made her crave sex. Tristan treated her with kindness and consideration and filled her need for a guy’s dick, despite her feelings of being bloated and ugly.

Julie filled a kink of Tristan’s that he had kept hidden prior to their hooking up at the New Year’s Party a couple months ago. He got off on the idea of having sex with pregnant girls. Prior to Julie, this kink was only satisfied by watching pornos and viewing pictures on-line. Now he had his own pregnant girlfriend to satisfy his kink.

Jessie was watching for guests when she saw a familiar car pull in. To her surprise, the car was being driven by Tyler Sloan, twin brother of her ex-boyfriend, Matt. Allison North was sitting up front beside him. When did Ty get his license?

Jessie welcomed Ty and Allison inside. “I hope this isn’t too weird for you, Jessie,” Ty said as she took his and Allison’s coat.

“No, this is fine,” Jessie allowed. “Allison told me you would be coming as her date when I invited her to the party. You and I never had a problem, unlike me and your brother.”

“Matt was an idiot for cheating on you,” Ty replied. “I know he regrets it but it is done.”

Ann Boldin and her date, Bill McIlvaine, came as Jessie welcomed Allison and Tyler. David and Jessie instructed their guests about the arrangements for the party. Snack food was in the kitchen of family room. Beer was in an ice chest in the kitchen with a limit of two bottles per person. The extra two bottles were squirreled away for David and Jessie to enjoy on some other occasion.

All the teens headed to the family room and got comfortable. David reviewed the “privacy” arrangements. His and Jessie’s bedrooms were available for couples seeking privacy. His parents’ bedroom, as well as Danny and Robbie’s room were off limits.

The group enjoyed their beers, gossiped and talked as music played in the background. It was a nice, quiet chance for friends to get together. The topic finally shifted to sex, specifically their first times. David, Jessie, Kaylie and Logan all reported getting it on at a party and all had fond memories of that time. All four were ninth graders. Ann, Bill and Tristan were more precocious. They did it in eighth grade, with less than fond memories of fumbling around with their partners. Julie had started ninth grade when she did the deed with her tenth-grade boyfriend in his basement one afternoon after school. It had been over too quickly, just as she was starting to enjoy it. To make things worse, her boyfriend dumped her within days of getting into her pants.

Sara topped Julie’s story for grim first times, with her twelfth-grade boyfriend getting her drunk at a party and coercing her into doing the deed. Allison was reticent to share her story, but the others coaxed her into telling the tale. The other girls all thought riding horses with your boyfriend to his house to make love sounded oh so romantic.

Grant was quiet and tried to avoid talking about his first time. Eventually, the group convinced him to reveal that he lost his virginity not quite two months earlier with Jessie upstairs between observations for their biology field study.

David and Sara had planned to wait to have sex until later, to give their friends a chance to use the bedrooms. After listening to all the first-time sex stories, the two were too randy to wait. They headed upstairs for some fun. Logan and Kaylie followed within a couple minutes, intent on testing the springs on Jessie’s bed.

The couples downstairs cuddled and spent more time kissing than talking. Julie had been shy about being first to go upstairs, but she and Tristan would be having sex just as soon as one of the bedrooms opened up. She was feeling crazy for a good dicking and Tristan had not done her for almost a week.

Jessie and Grant were anxious to take a turn upstairs too, but they played the good hosts. They could wait until David and Sara finished. Bill and Ann were making out with abandon. Bill was intent on talking Ann into some fun upstairs. She was not having it. This was their second date and she had standards. Going to bed with a guy did not happen on a second date.

Allison also did not plan to end up in bed with Tyler. The two did make out. Damn, Tyler was a good kisser. He was gentle feeling her titties. God, he was turning her on like no tomorrow. Would she break her resolve? She was not sure.

Logan and Kaylie came back downstairs half an hour later. Julie and Tristan bolted for the stairs. They found Jessie’s room was open. The two undressed to the sounds of David and Sara making love down the hallway. Tristan was naked in seconds. Julie was slower to undress.

Despite Tristan satisfying her craving for sex once or twice a week since they hooked up on New Year’s Eve, she still felt uncomfortable showing her huge belly to him. She had been a very average 5’-4” and 112 pounds last year when she was raped at the Labor Day weekend party. Now she had grown an inch in height and put on 42 pounds.

Tristan stepped up to Julie and gave her a hug. His hard erection nestled beside her huge belly. “You look beautiful,” Tristan whispered to her.

“I am as big as a whale,” Julie pouted.

“And I love every bit of you,” Tristan replied. Drawing her to the bed. “Let me show how much I love you.” He helped Julie lay down on her side in the bed. He lay down facing her. “Does this feel all right?”

“It’s good,” Julie sighed. Tristan slipped one arm around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. The other hand gently felt one of her breasts, swelled by her pregnancy. They exchanged deep kisses for a few minutes.

Julie felt secure in bed with Tristan. He was turning out to be the best boyfriend she had ever had. That was doubly surprising given that she was pregnant and a huge plus given Tristan’s reputation for sleeping around. At 5’-10” tall and 138 pounds, he was all muscle. He made the varsity soccer team in the fall with his buddies Tyler and Matt Sloan. They played together on a travel soccer team too. They played indoor soccer over the winter.

Tristan, considered handsome by most of her classmates, also had been free with his affections, never dating any girl too long. He also was known for bedding a girl and then moving on. How had she managed to engage his interests for almost three months, given her pregnancy by another guy? Still, here he was, ready to make love to her.

Tristan felt her breasts for a bit as they kissed. He slipped his hand down around her big belly and began teasing her labia. Julie, horny as hell, was juicy and ready any time he was ready.

“You ready?” Tristan asked quietly between kisses.

‘God, I need you,” Julie agreed.

“How do you want it?” Tristan asked. “I guess missionary is out.”

“I like missionary but not with this belly,” Julie giggled. She rubbed her baby bulge with her hand. “He’s kicking!” Tristan felt her belly too.

“He is,” Tristan agreed. “Do it doggie style like the last few times?”

“That probably is best for now.” Tristan helped Julie to her knees and took position behind Julie. He probed with his finger until he was lined up. Tristan thrusted forward, skewering Julie with his six incher. He began pumping in an out.

“Ow!” Julie snapped. “Oh ... ow.”

“What’s wrong?” Tristan said as he stopped humping his lover.

“The baby is kicking while you do me,” Julie said.

“I can stop if this is too much,” Tristan offered.

“Not on your life!” Julie retorted. “Keeping going. The baby will just have to live with mommy needing to be screwed.”

Tristan continued thrusting, his hands holding Julie’s hips to keep her steady. It was clear Julie was uncomfortable. He humped her for maybe thirty seconds before stopping.

“Are you sure this is safe?” Tristan asked. “I don’t want to hurt either of you.”

“The doctor said sex is safe for at least another month or more,” Julie replied. “My big belly is making my back sore.”

“Why don’t I get on the bottom,” Tristan suggested. “You can ride me.”

“Maybe we should try that.” Tristan pulled out and lay down on the bed. Julie gingerly climbed over him and sank down on his rod. She bounced up and down while Tristan felt her belly. As he approached orgasm, he began fingering Julie’s clitoris. It was a race to climax and both teens won. Julie gasped and spasmed seconds before Tristan blew his load up inside her belly.

The spent lovers laid over on their sides and cuddled as they recovered from their mutual orgasms. Julie quietly marveled at how Tristan filled her needs so wonderfully. Tristan, he had a feeling of accomplishment whenever he gave a girl an orgasm during intercourse. He was enough of a gentleman to make sure girls he slept with got off most of the time. Before Julie, he had always gotten his girls off with his fingers rather than riding his dick.

The two cuddled for a bit before cleaning up, dressing and heading downstairs. David and Sara were still in David’s room when the couple found seats on the couch in the family room. Bill continued to try to coax Ann into going upstairs. She was not having it. Tyler tried to convince Allison too.

“I get it, no sex on a first date,” Tyler whispered to Allison. “We could head upstairs and get more privacy and less ... encumbrances...” Tyler felt her titty through her blouse. “I promise, just some making out and playing.”

“Tyler, we don’t know each other that well,” Allison replied. “I don’t know if...”

Tyler kissed her and fondled her left titty. “No sex. I am a man of my word.”

“I believe you, Tyler,” Allison responded. “Let’s take things slower. This is our first date.”

“As you wish,” Tyler agreed, aiming to hide his disappointment. He had hoped once he got a chance to play with her bare titties, he could get her turned on enough to coax her into going further. He sighed quietly and kissed her. Patience was a virtue, especially when it came to talking girls into bed with you. Allison was fun and he could wait.

Jessie was pissed at David. He had been upstairs for close to an hour with Sara. She and Grant wanted alone time but couldn’t disappear too since they were hosting the party. Damn! David and Sara would have all night for fun. Why were they wasting the little time she and Grant would have before the party was over?

David and Sara finally came downstairs. Jessie and Grant rushed upstairs for their too long delayed romp in bed. Jessie locked her door and turned to find Grant, already shirtless and shoeless, pulling down his pants and boxers together. Before she could giggle at her over-anxious boyfriend, his pants, underwear and socks were on the floor.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” Grant laughed.

“I guess I am,” Jessie agreed as she undressed. She looked over her boyfriend, standing in front of her naked and eager to begin their fun. Maybe her boyfriend had grown a little since they first made love six weeks ago, but she still had two inches of height on Grant. He definitely had sprouted more pubic hair since their first time. Still, his erection was barely longer than four inches. Grant was learning how to use his tool well and he was utterly faithful, unlike certain other boyfriends Jessie had.

“C’mon, it’s been almost a month since we did it,” Grant commented as he took Jessie’s hand and pulled her into bed. They lay with Jessie on her back and Grant to her side as they kissed and played. Grant felt like a boy in heaven. The last ten weeks dating and going steady with Jessie was the stuff of his dreams, and now, he was able to live those dreams.

Grant and Jessie kissed and played for a few minutes. Grant was not terribly patient. He rolled on top of Jessie and began rubbing his boner up and down her slot. He could feel how wet and juicy she was. He wasn’t the most experienced guy around, but he understood what that meant. Jessie was ready for what he desperately craved.

Grant dipped his hips lower with each stroke, finding his goal after half a dozen more strokes. His dick caught on her hole and he thrust forward, burying himself inside her hot, tight tunnel. “MMMmmm...” he sighed as his pubic area mashed against Jessie’s.

“We don’t need to...” Jessie responded. Grant pulled out a little and stroked in again. “ ... rush.” Her admonition was not heeded. Grant pumped at a quick pace.

“No rush,” Jessie suggested again. Grant continued. She felt the need to couple as much as her boyfriend. It had been too long since their President’s Day tryst. Normally, Jessie wanted to get an inexperienced lover like Grant off with a blow job before they screwed. She shrugged her concerns away. Grant would take the edge off when he came screwing her just as much as if she blew him until he came. Round two could last longer and be more fun.

Grant lasted maybe thirty or forty seconds before he grimaced, froze and splattered her insides with come. He slumped down on top of Jessie. She cuddled with him and gave him kisses while he recovered from his orgasm.

“You were in a bit of a hurry,” Jessie giggled as she cuddled with Grant. “It’s OK. It’s been too long since we got to do this. Do you want to try some oral before round two?”

“Oral?” Grant murmured. “I could go down on you, if you want me to.”

“I was thinking of doing each other,” Jessie replied. “Do you know what 69 is?”

“69?” Grant answered. “I’ve seen pictures, but like everything else we do together, you’ll have to teach me. I’ve never done it before.”

“I can teach you,” Jessie responded. “You’re a good student and diligent about practicing the lessons you learn.”

“I try,” Grant laughed as he turned around and kneeled in the correct position for the two of them to pleasure each other orally. He leaned down and swiped his tongue down her labia. “Everything is upside down.”

“You’ll figure it out, lover,” Jessie giggled before engulfing the end of his dick in her mouth.

Grant shuddered as Jessie sucked his rod. He tried to concentrate on lapping her pussy, but it took him a moment to get used to someone sucking him while he worked. Despite the distraction of Jessie sucking him, Grant managed to bring Jessie off after a few minutes. Once she came down from her high, she finished her blow job.

Grant erupted. Jessie swallowed most of his come but a little dribbled onto his belly. The two lovers cuddled together, ignoring the mess. They made out for a few minutes. Grant quickly got hard again.

“Can I be on top this time?” Jessie giggled as she wrestled with Grant.

“Why not?” Grant laughed. He allowed himself to be flipped onto his back. Jessie mounted him and got started. Jessie bounced up and down as Grant caressed her sides, teased her titties and tickled her clitoris. The coupling went on for four or five minutes before Grant’s tickling sent Jessie into orgasm. Her eruption was too much for the inexperienced sixteen-year-old boy. He blasted a load of sperm up into her womb.

The two spent youths cuddled and kissed as they recovered from their climaxes. Exchanging quick kisses developed into more. Soon the two were making out and Grant was feeling her up. The not quite satisfied pair went at it again. This time Grant was on top, missionary style. Their lovemaking session seemed to go on and on. Finally, Grant blasted a load into Jessie. The two collapsed in a sweaty heap on Jessie’s bed.

Jessie and Grant lay naked in her bed, satiated after round three. Grant happened to look over at Jessie’s clock. “Oh shit! It’s almost 10:30. We better get dressed and go downstairs. My dad will be here in about ten minutes.”

The two teens scurried around, throwing on clothes as quickly as they could. Grant slipped into his sneakers, with them untied. The two dashed out the bedroom door a couple minutes later, still finishing dressing. The hurried downstairs, giggling.

Grant was still buttoning his shirt. His shirttail was hanging out. His boner had not full deflated after his come and the bulge was readily apparent in the front of his jeans. Three steps from the bottom, he froze in shock when he glanced up and found his father standing inside the front door by the steps. Busted! Oh, so busted!

“Get your coat, Grant,” Rick Frey, his father, instructed coldly. Grant finished buttoning his shirt and tucking in the shirttail. There was no doubt his dad knew what he and Jessie had been doing a couple minutes earlier. “It is time for you to leave.”

Grant obeyed immediately. He silently glanced an apology to Jessie as he headed for the door. She gave him a hopeful, though confused look. Rick Frey kept quiet as he and Grant climbed into the car. Rick took a breath and distinctly smelled pussy and come on his son. He headed out the drive and north for their home.

“Did I just see what I think I saw?” Rick asked. “Did you and your girlfriend just finish having sex?”

“Yes.”

“I expected much better from you than this,” Rick stated. “This is completely inappropriate for someone your age.”

“Dad, I am sixteen,” Grant retorted. Usually, he did not dispute what his father or mother told him, but this time... “Trending ... two sixteen-year-olds have sex. Who could have imagined that?”

“Don’t be smart,” Rick snapped.

“I am not being smart,” Grant continued. “What Jessie and I did is not unusual. As a matter of fact, five of the seven couples at the party had sex tonight. The other two? One couple was on a first date, when sex IS inappropriate. The second couple was on a second date and did not feel ready tonight.”

“I do not care what other kids are doing,” Rick insisted. “This is too soon for you. You should wait before being intimate with someone.”

“You and Mom waited until your wedding night?” Grant challenged. His father did not answer. “You and Mom didn’t do it until you were engaged?” Rick pursed his lips and stared straight ahead at the road, not answering. “You and Mom waited until college?” Still silence. Grant knew his parents met in college, so the questions changed.

“You were older than me when you lost your virginity?” Grant asked. “My age?” Silence. “Don’t tell me you were younger than me when you lost your virginity.” He saw his dad try to suppress a smirk. “Dad, how can you lecture me about this being too soon if you were younger than me your first time?”

“It was a different time then,” Rick replied. “I’ve also learned a great deal since I was fifteen. You are not prepared for the consequences of your actions.”

“For a baby?” Grant asked. “No, I am not ready for that. That is why Jessie and I practice safe sex. She has an IUD which is 99% effective at preventing pregnancy. I will not get Jessie pregnant.”

“Diseases? What if your brothers and sister find out about this?” Rick asked.

“Jessie and I are both clean,” Grant retorted. “As for Julian, Kayla and Lucas, I have no intention of telling them anything. Do you?”

“Of course not,” Rick replied.

“So, they won’t know,” Grant said. “Are you going to tell Mom?”

“I do not keep secrets like this from your mother,” Rick replied. “I doubt she will be anxious to tell your siblings.”

“Good,” Grant said. “You and Mom knowing is not going to stop Jessie and I from doing what we want to do. You and Mom always taught us that is ‘our body, our choice’. Jessie and I are both above the age of consent, so legally the two us may have sex. I know we will continue to have sex and nothing you or Mom can say will change that.”

“I do not like it,” Rick replied, sighing. “I know I cannot stop a teenager determined to do as he wishes. Be prepared for some heartbreak and difficulties on this path you are following. I have gained some wisdom in my forty-two years. I guarantee it will not be all happiness and light for you and Jessie.”

“I understand,” Grant said. “Most high school relationships do not last. I’ve seen that already. Will I marry Jessie someday? I don’t know. I am only sixteen. Jessie and I will take things as they come, for better or worse.”

“You can talk with Mom or me when the worse crops up,” Rick said.

“I appreciate that Dad,” Grant said. “One other thing. I will not tell Julian about what Jessie and I do, but he will be thirteen in a couple months and has already figured out girls are interesting. I doubt he will be a science nerd like I was...” Grant chuckled. “ ... still am. He’s too social and outgoing. He is going to be into girls in a big way much sooner than me. I do not want to teach Julian about sex. That is your job and Mom’s job. Be prepared. Julian needs a sex talk with you sooner than later.”

“I fear you are right,” Rick agreed.

“By the way, when are you going to have the sex talk with me?” Grant laughed.

“I think this counts as a start,” his dad answered. “You need to get some sleep tonight. We will discuss girls, relationships and the possible pitfalls tomorrow, after we both get some sleep.”

“I usually sleep great after I get laid,” Grant said, looking at his dad and smirking.

“Too much information, son,” Rick agreed. He glanced at his son and returned the smirk. “Who knows, maybe I will get to see how soundly I sleep after sex too, tonight.”

“Way ... WAY too much information, Dad,” Grant replied.

Before going to sleep, Grant texted Jessie. “DAD KNOWS. WERE OK. NO PROBS.”

Monday, March 15, 2032 – NovaCare Complex, Philadelphia, PA

Bright and early, the brain trust for the Philadelphia Eagles assembled in their conference room, expectantly awaiting the arrival of Marvin Harrison, Jr., son of the NFL Hall of Famer of the same name. This was the first day of “tampering” allowed under the Collective Bargaining Agreement (CBA) that was approved two years earlier. Teams were allowed to meet with and negotiate contracts with soon-to-be free agents two days before the start of the NFL League Year. This year, the league year started at 4:00 PM EST on Tuesday, March 16th.

Marvin Harrison, Jr. and his agent, Stan Greenwald, were expected momentarily. Harrison and Greenwald had already done a visit to Buffalo yesterday and had flown into Philly last night.

Marvin Harrison, Jr. had been drafted by the Houston Texans five years ago, when he came out after four outstanding seasons at Ohio State. The old saying, ‘The apple does not fall far from the tree’ was absolutely correct in Marvin’s case. Despite the weight of expectations based on his name and the fact that he was taken #4 in the first round of the draft, he had performed as well or better than anyone had a right to expect.

Marvin’s stats for his first seven years were on track with his father’s first seven years in the league. Marvin, Sr. had 665 catches. Junior had 652 catches. Senior had 8,800 yards and 73 TDs. Junior had 9,002 yards and 74 TDs. The young man matched Kyle in height at 6’-4” and weighed in at 212 pounds, around Kyle’s weight when he was playing. The sought-after free agent ran precise routes, could beat press coverage with ease and had the speed to take the top of any defense.

It was a coup that Harrison even considered visiting the Eagles, with some half a dozen other teams seriously courting the stand-out receiver. Jeff and Julian Lurie, Troy Vincent, Kyle, Ryan Reynolds and Jordan Burke talked quietly awaiting the arrival of one of the top free agents this year.

Marvin Harrison, Jr. and Stan Greenwald arrived a few minutes later. Troy Vincent launched into his pitch for why the Eagles were the perfect place for Marvin to play on his next contract. The discussion ran for around twenty minutes. Stan Greenwald stayed with Jeff, Julian and Troy to talk numbers and contracts. Kyle, Ryan and Jordan took Marvin for a tour of the NovaCare Complex.

The coaches showed their guest all through the players’ facilities, including the auditorium, the team meeting rooms, the wide receivers room and training facilities. Marvin spotted an old friend across the room when they got to the training room. Dylan Harris was working out on a stationary bike.

“MARVIN!” Dylan boomed out. “It’s been too long. How have you been?” Dylan hopped off the exercise bike and trotted over to join Marvin and the coaches.

“Dylan, it has been too long,” Marvin agreed as the two former teammates exchanged handshakes. “How’s the knee doing?”

“Good ... really good,” Dylan responded. “I have full flexure and minimal scar tissue. The knee is sound. Now all I need to do is build up its strength again and I will be good for next season.”

“Will you be ready for OTAs?” Marvin asked.

“Maybe ... we will see,” Dylan allowed. “I will be good to go for training camp in July.”

“I forgot you to know each other already,” Kyle commented.

“Me and Dylan?” Marvin laughed. “We go back to when I was a rookie. We used to tease him five years ago about being the team’s old man. Dylan made sure us new guys learned what it meant to be in the NFL. He set us on the path to success in the league.” Marvin chortled. “I can’t believe your still around ... and playing?”

“They haven’t put a visor on my head or put me behind a desk ... yet,” Dylan laughed. “Drafted in 2013 and still playing.”

“Calling you old isn’t just teasing anymore, Dylan,” Marvin said. “You are old now.” He glanced over at Kyle and realized his potential head coach’s age too. “Not that your old, Coach.”

“It’s OK, Marvin,” Kyle laughed. “I suspect I am younger than Dylan.”

“Your birthday is in July, right?” Dylan said. Kyle nodded in agreement. “Mine is March 1st, so you’re about four or five months younger than me.”

“Ooohhh ... man, you guys are really making me feel old,” Ryan chortled.

“Well, you all are,” Jordan giggled. “Ancient and decrepit.” She got a funny look on her face when she realized she may have just insulted her bosses. “But still damn good coaches,” she added quickly.

Kyle grinned. “There are days I feel every one of those days in my over four decades.”

“Coach, could I have a private moment with my ex-teammate?” Marvin asked.

“Sure, that’s fine,” Kyle agreed. He had no worries about what Dylan may say about playing for the Eagles. He was confident Dylan would aid his team in recruiting the best free agent receiver in the league this year. Kyle, Ryan and Jordan stepped away to give them privacy. Kyle dismissed Ryan and Jordan. He and Marvin were to rejoin the Jeff, Julian and Troy upstairs in the conference room in about twenty minutes. Kyle wanted time to sell Marvin on the Eagles before the business of football got in the way of the X’s and O’s.