D H Starr [Wrestling 01] Wrestling With Desire [FP MM] (pdf)

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win. Just do your best and I'm sure that you will do fine." Her
voice was chipper and bouncy and Derek couldn't help but
smile.
After a few minutes, dinner was ready. Mrs. Thayer took
the potatoes out of the oven, placing one on each plate along
with a steak. She then spooned the green beans onto a
platter and placed a healthy pat of butter on top. "You boys
get started. I'll just go into the other room to fetch Scott's
father."
Derek felt his salivary glands jump into action as Shannon
placed a plate heaping with steak and potatoes in front of
him. He was about to tell Scott how much he was enjoying
himself, but when he looked up, there was a sullen look in his
eyes. Before he could ask what was wrong, Scott's father
came into the kitchen with his mother.
His father wore slacks and still had on his work shirt and a
tie. He wore bifocal glasses and his lips were pressed into two
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tight lines. Sitting down, he turned to Scott. "Hello, son." He
then turned his gaze toward Derek.
"Sweetheart, this is Derek Thompson. He's the boy who
Scott has become good friends with at school, and is also on
the wrestling team."
Maintaining his grim expression, Scott's father extended
his hand to Derek. "I'm Mr. Thayer. Nice to meet you."
Derek was unaccustomed to parents introducing
themselves to him as Mr. or Mrs. Whatever. He was equally
unaccustomed to the feeling of being appraised so blatantly
upon first meeting. Swallowing the stress building up in his
throat, he extended his hand. "It's very nice to meet you, Mr.
Thayer. Thank you so much for having me over for dinner."
Mr. Thayer nodded then turned to his plate and began
cutting his steak.
Shannon picked up the platter of green beans and passed
them towards her husband. "Would you like some green
beans, honey?" He took the platter from his wife without a
word, spooned some onto his plate, and placed the platter
back on the table. Shannon's cheeks pinked as she picked up
the platter once again. "Derek, may I give you some green
beans?"
"Yes, thanks. Mom makes me eat at least one vegetable at
every meal. Well, except breakfast. Actually, do potatoes
count as vegetables because I do have hash browns quite
often? Wait, I think potatoes are tubers right? I keep
forgetting." What the fuck is wrong with me? Did I just
question whether potatoes are vegetables or tubers?
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Scott choked on his water then started laughing and
coughing at the same time. Mr. Thayer shot him a harsh
glance and Scott immediately became serious once again.
Looking nervously from Scott, to Derek, and then to Mr.
Thayer, Shannon took a sip of her wine. "Well, you boys have
certainly been busy what with studying and wrestling
practice." She spooned green beans onto both Derek's and
Scott's plates. "What time is your meet on Tuesday?"
Scott finished chewing the food in his mouth then turned
to his mother. "The busses leave the school at 4:30. The
meet should begin around 5:30. Lexington isn't very far from
where you work, Mom. It's pretty convenient for you."
Shannon flashed a sweet smile towards Scott. "Even if it
wasn't, I would make sure to be there. It is your first meet of
the season after all."
Mr. Thayer placed his fork and knife on the table next to
his plate. "You know, at work I hear people going on and on
about their kids' sports events, band concerts, and dramatic
plays. I just keep wondering what ever happened to a good
old-fashioned focus on academics. I never knew anyone who
put food on the table because of their sport, musical, or
acting abilities. Good honest work and a focus on studies.
That's what prepares a man to provide for his family."
Scott's face turned red and Shannon took another sip of
her wine, glancing at a red spot that had landed on the table
next to her. She took a napkin, wet it on her tongue, and
began to wipe at the spot. Derek turned to Mr. Thayer. "You
know. My parents say the same thing to me. Well, sort of the
same thing. They say that my classes have to come first and
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