Hoping that one would get impatient and offer me some benefits. And then I met Ted Larkins. Coach Larkins to me was a mob Italian trapped in a white m...n's body. He just reminded me of the movie Godfather in the sense that if he wanted you he'd make you a offer you couldn't refuse.Ted Larkins was the coach of Weber State, and they were nowhere near the powerhouses of the schools recruiting me. I sat down with the coach along with my mom who was a diva in her own right. My attitude was handed. I chose to do what I had done before that was to major in psychology which I had covered in my previous existence.For my other two first year subjects I chose German and French, these were languages in which I was fairly proficient and the German would help if I went on to do an honours degree in the subject, especially when it came to studying Freud and Jung. Katy chose to begin a Master of Science in accountancy and proposed to go on and do law as a second degree. Alice continued with her aim. ”“So, did you get finished?” I asked, trying to sound like it didn’t matter.“Heavens no. Today we just did the bedroom furniture. We’ve got several rooms to go. The only furniture that he wasn’t renting was for his entertainment room.”“So, are you going shopping tomorrow?”“I’m not sure. The new bedroom furniture’s arriving between one and three so we thought that we would take apart his old bed and hang the pictures that we bought.”“Can’t he do that himself?”“Well, he’d probably hang them. Max remarked that it looked pretty thick at the base as he applied lube to his waiting ass hole. I laughed and told him I thought he could take it all with no problem. He just gave me a look like he wasn’t at all sure about that, but I was. Wrapping my long fingers around my slick cock I rubbed the head up and down his ass crack then guided it to the entrance of his horny hole. Slowly I penetrated him; about two thirds of my hard seven inches disappeared into his hungry ass. When he didn’t even.