He closed his eyes, listening to the blood pulsing inhis temples. Knowing he had no choice he did as he was told. Still inhis bikini, he wrapped him...elf in a pastel beach cover-up that Lindathrew at him. It was flimsy enough to be almost sheer. It did little tohide his feminine shape. Linda handed him a small beach bag to sufficeas his purse that had a wallet and makeup in it. They took a cab to theclinic.On the ride, there he squirmed, fearful of what was about to happen.Linda studied. He walked them through everything he had shown me and then continued to coach. I wasn’t surprised when they started taking notes. Coach Diamond almost looked sick.Then Coach Mason showed why his more than forty-five years of high-level coaching experience was invaluable. He showed us how to prepare to beat Springfield. Like all plays, there were reads that tipped them off, and we had enough game film to make educated guesses. Simply put, Coach Mason was smarter than Springfield’s defensive. Give me a few minutes and somebody will contact you at this number. You can’t tell me anything?”I replied, “Sorry, no. I might be able to explain soon, but I can’t even promise that. I simply need to get them out of here immediately.”“Okay. Somebody will contact you soon. Do what you need and tell Kelly I’m here for you both.” With that she hung up and I put my phone back in my pocket.I went to Hank’s office and said, “I’m heading home. Figure I’m off the schedule for the next few days.”He. Our cocks smacked together like dueling swords. “You're like me. The need. The ache to fuck them.”“But she's my daughter,” I growled. “Don't you think her mother should have the delight of popping her cherry?”“Well, I was educating her. I am a teacher.”“And that gives you the right to be a selfish cunt?” I demanded, twisting her around.She gasped as I manhandled her. My cock smacked into her ass as I pulled her arms around her back. She squirmed, throwing looks over her shoulder, her eyes wide..