I hear the blonde cry out, on the brink of her own release. That finally sends me over the edge. I lose all pretense of control, there's nothing slow ...eft. I'm fucking you as hard as I can. Sweat is pouring off my face. You go limp beneath me, overwhelmed by the relentless assault. Suddenly, I thrust into you one more time and I stop, holding myself inside you. This isn't how I want the experience to end, there's one more thing I want, and I'm too close to cumming again. I feel your body. Janey didn't disappoint. It was easy to simply step aside, turn, and watch her go face first into the mud. As she got up, I backed away, into the corner from which she came. She charged three more times, about every twenty seconds or so. I did nothing but step aside, watch Janey slide to a stop in the mud, and back into the corner from which she launched her charge. That bought me a little more rest, but I knew I couldn't keep doing that. Each time she missed me, the laughter got louder, and. None of you were born, yet, when the ice covered the world, but you have all heard the stories."Well, the ice is coming back, but it won't last as long as it did the last time. The spirits didn't tell me how long the cold would last. It may last for one year, it may last for 20 years, or it may last for 100 years. The longer it lasts, the more ice there will be. It is a test for us to be sure that we are worthy of the trust that the spirits are putting in us. We must endure so that we can prove. Coach headed for one chair in the front of his office. Coach Adams was sitting on the other. Coach Burton pointed towards his couch. I stopped short when I saw ... my new receivers coach."Coach Caffrey?" I asked, flabbergasted."I guess you just got the news," Coach Caffrey replied. "I hope you can stand working with me for another year." Ummm ... ummm..." I stuttered. "Wow! I can't believe you're going to work here." Have a seat, Coach," Coach Burton said, pointing to the open spot beside Coach.