“I’m quite sure that I can. Can I trust you?”As soon as I had said that I understood the stupidity of my question and shook my head sadly before...nodding to the two restaurant workers who had been waiting behind the closed door, waiting for Frode and me. Maybe they weren’t fighters, but they were quite good and fast in making nice packages of those two bulky but still unconscious men. I turned back and talked to the woman who was still looking at me with a look that was probably meant to. "Unnghph" Was all that came out of her moth as her pussy completely enveloped my cock in one go. "I hate you for this" She whispered as she started moving her ass up and down. "You hate me? Or you hate yourself because of how much you love FUCKING your own Son." I replied into her eye, not a whisper but not a shout either. She got a shiver out of hearing me say the word fucking so resolutely. "That's it isn't it, you love FUCKING your own Son don't you Mother?" Admit it, that's why your pussy. "Coach Andrews filled me in on your plan. I have to say this is really unusual, but I liked it. I like you are organizing support of students by other students. I like that you emphasized the no fighting thing. Mr. Grey, you continue to surprise me."The coach actually shook my hand, "I wish you would reconsider quitting. You have the makings of a leader and that is something we always need on the field. Even still, I think I will take you up on your offer to remain involved with the teams. If. Donald reddens some but assures Joseph that all is fine, he is just seeing things in a diverse light now.Joseph knows about Donald’s relationship with Emma, how she was supposed to be another Subject for Donald, but things have gone in a different direction. Donald feels comfortable telling his new associate about some of what had and is happening with Emma. Not any details of what they do together, but enough for Joseph to know that Emma holds a very special place in Donald’s life. Joseph.