Was I sure? "Maybe..." Kyle, remember you can't choose wrong. You just need to choose. Why did you rate Penn State highest?"Dad led me through my rati...gs again. By the time I was done explaining how Penn State came on top I was comfortable with my choice again. Mom, Dad and I agreed I would call Coach Paterno after school on Friday.The phone call to Coach Paterno on Friday afternoon was anti-climactic. The secretary put me straight through to Coach Paterno as soon as I identified myself."Hello,. I know it doesn’t make up for your loss, but be aware that her organs have already saved four lives in the past day, including a heart transplant that was performed right here at Mercy.’ Missy is dead. The thought repeated in my head until I fell asleep again, leaving me with another hole in my memory, as I don’t even remember Havers getting up and leaving. I drifted through the next several days, barely remembering anything from that time. Nurses checked on me, got me to use a bedpan, meals. It took a moment and I realized, she had seen Gay the evening, rather earlier that morning, when she exposed herself to Don Covington. I pushed her off me, rather roughly, and said, "I need to speak to you later." I had to stop this before she let Rita and Ida know what happened at the party.I showered and went downstairs. Rita was dressed for town and Ida and Nina were preparing me something to eat. Nina may be a pest at times but she was also a real great friend.As Ida sat a cup of coffee in. Flipping her onto her hands and knees he parted her ass and looked to where her pussy dripped for him. He ran his finger along her lips and felt her body spasm. His hand came down on her ass, a gasp escaping her mouth. “Don’t move.” He ran his fingers along her lips again and this time she complied, though her body shook with the attempt to stay still. He moved closer and ran his cock along her ass. She ground backwards, and again his slap rang out. She whimpered, and he hardened more than he.