Mom wanted me to stay home from school on Monday, as I looked awful, but I convinced her I had an important test that I could not miss. A worried-look...ng mother sent me off to school.After homeroom, I reported to Mr. Evan’s office. Little did I know that Coach Braun would be there.“Come in, Roy. I have given my secretary the morning off, so we will have complete privacy, have you made your decision?” Mr. Evans asked.I was reluctant to answer with Coach Braun sitting there.“Oh, so you understand. It opened into a vast underground chamber, with stonework walls, arches, and vaulted roofs. Candles were burning on huge iron candlesticks, and on ledges protruding from the walls. Oil lamps were burning on tables, which, apart from a few pillows on the uneven stone floor, were the only furniture. The woman, standing next to one of those tables, was older than I was, simply dressed, not looking much different from those in the other opened stalls that I had seen, only her eyes were more alert,. Her nipples couldn’t be seen, but their texture was certainly visible.“Now, arch your chest towards me, hands on your hips.”Sarah did just that, causing the subtle point of her nipple to push against the dress. “Pull down the front of your dress a little, and off your shoulders some.”Sarah reached up, moving the right strap from her shoulder. Then, adjusting the front, she lifted out her breast for Heidi, as though presenting it to her as a gift.“Oh, no honey put it back. Not yet.”Sarah was. “What is your name?” I asked quietly as I stepped cautiously back in the room and went to sit on the chair. He turned and let his eyes run down my length. “Evan,” he said flatly. “How did you hurt your hand?” “I tripped over a tree root or something and sliced my hand on a branch on the way down,” I sighed. “My jeans are pretty much ruined and I’d just bought them a week ago.” “Wait a minute,” he furrowed his eye brows. “Are you telling me that you didn’t take the road? You seriously cut.