Even this much evidence of what she'd been doing was too much.When she picked up her panties she hesitated; the crotch was absolutely soaked. She didn...t want to put the wet crotch against her pussy, but she couldn't go without them either, so she scrambled through her pickets before finding the tissue she kept there. She folded it into a small pad and placed it in her panties. That would have to do until she could do a better job of cleaning up.She hurried through the rest of dressing. Jerry,. If I were a smart man or at least put two and two together, I’d probably figure out that something odd is happening. Or at the very least something is going to bite me in the ass and blow up in my face. “Good job, Moira! WOOOOOO!,” Amanda screamed right next to my ear. I really need some freaking earplugs cause if this keeps I’m going to be deaf. That’s if Coach Bradley hadn’t already accomplished that. Amanda’s screaming at the top of her lungs snapped me back to the game. I caught to see. "You're worried about explaining me?" he asked her."Well, more so the aftermath. I know my parents will try to break us up,"she replied."It'll work out somehow. We'll stay together, I know it," said Paul."Looking forward to Friday?" she asked him."Definitely. I gather you are?" he replied."Very much. I'm so keen to meet Paula," she smiled."You'll meet her alright," said Paul.The thought of Friday evening was on Paul's mind all day. It at leastkept his moral up during lessons, which were. "Oh sir. It was the best!" "Good. But if you break another of my rules, I will be sure to continue this for hours, and by the end I won't let you orgasm." I'll be sure to follow your rules, then, sir."We started talking again about how close we lived to each other. It was only a couple of hours for me, so I started seriously considering driving to see her. But, it was getting late, so we said our goodbyes and logged off. I turned on some porn, but didn't last long. I came, imagining my slave.