Burger time!

As you are sitting looking through the menu Tommy talks about how he had gone to College and was even scouted by a couple of pro teams, but sadly he had shattered his right knee in a practice session the day before a big game. "Took the sails right out of me man. I was dating Janice at the time, even though it was a kinda long distance relationship. She had taken a semester in Italy, you see. I was a little worried about that. That's she'd meet some smooth Italian Stallion and forget about me..."

That was one of the thing that you liked about Tommy, as big and burly as he was, as violent on the field as he was he really had little confidence off the field. He always saw himself as a big lumbering oaf. He didn't realize that that does appeal to some women. That his size leads them to believe he'd protect them, and his sweetness melted their panties off. He figured he always, literally, just got lucky. "Dude, how many times have I said..."

Tommy smiled, "I know, I just never saw it dude. Trust me, every now and then Janice still has to reassure me. My pops did a number on my self confidence. Wanted me to be the QB, not the Center. But I liked what I did, I liked making sure you were protected to make the play. I'm not a thinker, and QB's gotta know where everyone is at all times. Say, why didn't you go pro?"

"Me? Not for me man. The scholarship was enough thank you. I'm a private person really, don't like the interviews and the headlines and all that. I'd rather me and my wife, whoever that winds up being, to be able to go to a fricking restaurant and not have people snapping pics of us, ya know? I'd also rather not deal with the groupies."

"I see." Tommy states as he puts his menu down, "I'm ready, you?"

Taking one last glance at the menu you nod, "Yeah sure."

Tommy signals for the waitress, "Yo, Janine, whenever you are able. We're ready."

The waitress walks over and you order a Pizza burger with a Chocolate Egg Cream for your self. Tommy meanwhile places the menu in her hand, smiles and says, "I'll have the lunch menu, thank you. I didn't eat breakfast."

Janine blinks, then chuckles, "Tommy, you are never going to loose the weight if you keep eating like that. What's mom and dad going to say?"

"I don't care what Dad has to say, Janine. You shouldn't either. How many times has he put you down for not making Head Cheerleader...whenyou didn't even want to be on the damned team?"

"You know dad, big brother, he's pissed at himself because he didn't make it. He wanted one of us TO make it."

You stare at the waitress for a second, "Holy shit...Little Janine Lang? Are you freaking kidding me?!"

Janine looks at you with a blank expression, which is not surprising really as there is a substantial age difference between Tommy and Janine.

Tommy smiles, "You remember my baby sister then? But I guess Janine doesn't recall my quarterback. The one that last won the State championship for our school."

Janine, her black hair whipping around as she looks between the two of you, "Wait...ohmygod!" Her face lights up in shock, "You're BACK! Have you seen Doe yet?"

You blink at that response, "Uh, yeah. Yesterday."

"You met Courtney then? She's in Jeremy's class. My nephew...oh god. This is great!"

Tommy starts looking a little nervous as she continues. "Uh, Janine? Ixnay onay atthay."

"Stop with the pig latin. He knows it anyway. You two used to speak it when you were planning to get trashed at night. Anyway I have a rather large order to get in...I'll see you later...repeatedly." She says and walks away. You stare at Tommy for a second, wondering if you should ask.