I touched his arm and said softly, “Do you want to fuck me?” Coach ran his hand along my thigh and said, “It’s too risky here” taking my han... in his, he said, “Do you want to suck me though” he knew I did. Coach turned his chair to face me and with my hand in his, pulled me to my knees. He put his hand under my chin and said, “I love it when you suck me.” He knew exactly what to say. “Take my cock out” he said softly as he unzipped his fly. I reached in and felt is incredible, hairy manhood. So. They’d come back from four down to win the tournament, again. To the crowd their hug was a celebration of victory. To each other it was something else entirely. * Wild red hair. She was an impetuous, impulsive free spirit, a high strung thoroughbred. Buttoned down and bottled up, he was big on planning ahead. They stared at each other across the table, her hands resting on the red and white checkered table cloth. A candle flickered in a dark green bottle with wicker around the base. She was. .. couldn’t do it ... not anymore. Not with a man. I couldn’t let a man tie me up. It felt ... wrong. That’s not to say that I’m against bondage per se. I just don’t want to have a man tie me up and spank me.“Two reasons. The first is that I’m a switch, yes, but I feel differently about it with men as opposed to women. I’m attracted to both sexes, but I tend to dominate men and submit to women. I’ve discovered that when a woman, or better yet, multiple women, tie me up and take control, I never. Nor will I offer marriage to anyone other than you without your consent."Jimmy smiled as he looked at Molly. The freckles across her nose were like a small bridge, a bridge he was walking across to join his love on the same plane of existence.With a small breath he said, "Molly, I ... James Walter Hutcheson ... take you to be my husband. I place my love in your hand and offer you my life and my happiness to you. I swear to love, honor you and to raise your daughter as my own. I swear I will.