Friends finally came along aswe headed off to celebrate. Still, I could not shake the growing question in mymind. Just how much did Coach Williams mea... to me?Years passed as I floundered around, living with my parents, getting into, andthen dropping out of college. It seemed that I could not find the place where Ibelonged. I thought of Coach Williams often, but would push away any thoughtsthat I had been in love. After all, I was a good Christian boy. How could I begay?I finally completed. Done that.“No.”“One moment, please.”CLICK“Operator, how may I direct your call?”“RK Lodges.”“One moment, please.”“That number has been changed. I can direct your call.”“Please.”“Katie Kop ... RK LODGES.”“Please hold.”“Deposit five dollars and 40 cents, please.”Ding Ding Ding Ding one dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding two dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding three dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding four dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding five dollar, Fumble. Ding Ding Ding Ding forty cents.. I rubbed my eyes thinking I was fucking dreaming and seeing my brother being face fucked by his 'wife', what the fuck was going on?Here I was watching my brother in what I hoped was going to be some straight forward sex but had turned out to be, fuck knows is it gay sex or what, I was very fucking confused, whilst I was pondering what the fuck was happening he had spun her/him around and was sliding his cock into her/his arse fucking her/him roughly, it was then I realised that my cock was. "So I started to get up to walk to the kitchen."Slut did I say you could walk? You are to crawl like a dog."I got down on all fours and scurred along as fast as I could. If MASTER thought I wasn't moving fast enough he would kick me in the butt to keep me moving. Eventually I made it up the stairs and into the kichen."What is the matter with you Slut? Can't you hear the doorbell ringing? You may walk to the door and when you open it besure to stand in the open doorway so whoever is there will.