“I’ll only do that because I hate losing more than poetry,” Coach Slaughter said. He knew that the team wasn’t doing well because he wasn’t ... good football coach. That hadn’t been a problem before since there had been another coach who did the football coaching. He had done the soccer and the team had actually done quite well until the other coach retired. The football team now had four losing seasons in a row and there was a lot of grumbling over the matter.“That’s what I suspected,” Sean. Cushing turned from writing the outline on the board, spotting Roach moving as she did so, and pursing her lips. That boy pushed the limits of appropriateness more and more, and though she longed to bring him up short, she was forced to give him way more latitude than was prudent, as he knew far too much about her, and her habits. Still, with that girl next to him, the one that the principal had sent the email about, she was a bit concerned. Watching the two of them as she continued her. I sit there and he came back while running he quickly used the same towel and make himself dry too.The wind was knocking the door wildly so he bend down his shutter and closed from inside he was still standing and I was speechless are you married ! That his first question yaa i said we start talking together I find him a nice man in his talks i don’t know how much he was educated but he was gentle in his talks I was using the same towel and trying to make my long hairs dry which were usually. I'm trying hard not to scare you. How'd you get here?"It turned out she had been on a small private plane with several other body builders headed for a contest in Aruba. "I'm just starting out, so I was just along to fill out the field. My legs still need a lot of work. Where are we?"I told her we were on an island well east and south of her destination, but that I thought we were probably in the area often called the Bermuda Triangle. She asked if there were other people, and I told her there.