Give me a moment to freshen up."With that she stepped into a second oak just across the path from the oneLaurel had stepped out from. She flowed into ...he tree as if walkingthrough a curtain.When she stepped out a moment later, the flush of her face and the sweaton her body were gone. Her sweatband was a green scrunchie forming herlong hair into a ponytail. She still wore the t-shirt, but now herjogging pants were a pair of walking shirts, and her sneakers weresandals with a two-inch heel. The. Today was team assignment day, the day when Coach Boyette announced his tentative starting offense and defense. Come Monday we would start practicing as a unit. I had a good week so I figured I was all set as starting strong side linebacker and number two tight end. The second tight end was in about a third of the offensive plays that we ran.We players filed into the bleachers after a short conditioning practice. Coach Boyette and his assistants stood in front of us flanked by boxes of brand. David called me. This time he invited me to his hotel for the dinner. I refused first but he insisted. Finally, I agreed to meet him at 9 pm.I dressed with a figure-hugging white top with casual grey Yoga Pants with red padded bra red laced panty inside. I am not fat but curvy, nice big boobs and round pretty ass. He told me in the shopping mall that he loves women with a nice shaped ass.When I reached David’s hotel room, he opened the door and dragged me into the room. He hugged me and kissed. The thought of the caning that she had agreed to during her interview all those months ago helped Miss Downey decide how she would deal with Heidi Owen.“Well, I think I need to show you that language like that should never 'slip out' in a classroom, young lady.” The young teacher stood to the seventeen-year-old girl’s right shoulder and looked down at her.“I think you need to learn your manners and how to control your language, young lady,” Helen continued.Heidi Owen looked over her shoulder.