Part One
My entire drive to the game all I could do is think about Erica. What did she have planned for me when I got home? She was so fucking sexy earlier, how is she going to top that?
After a 15 minute drive I pulled in to the parking lot at the rink. As i was gathering my equipment I got a text from Erica,
“Hey, hope you have a great game, babe. Since I’m spending the night at your place, I'm gonna run home and get some clothes for tomorrow”.