“You must be mistaking me for my father.” “Your father?” “Mr. Carter senior.” “Gosh, you’re his mirror image.” Jennifer laughed. I t...ought I was seeing a ghost. “I get that from a few of the parents. Good genes will out I guess.” “How is Mr. Carter?” “He passed away about 6 years ago, cancer.” “Oh, I’m so sorry. I always liked him.” “Thanks. Now, what can I do for you today Ms Carson?” “Please, call me Jennifer. I’m thinking about enrolling my daughter here and was interested in how the school. The cold in the office made her nipples hard. She reached behind her back and unzipped her black skirt letting it drop to the floor. She stood there only in her pink bra and pantys she had taken her shoes off much earlier in the evening."I just want to see my family whatever you do please let me go home tonight she said through tear filled blue eyes."Your not done" is all he said. With that she reached behind her back and undid her pink bra and set that on her desk, her pert breasts stood. He said, “Nice.”“You look surprised,” Coach Slaughter said.“I was expecting exercise equipment,” Sean said relaxing a little.Coach Slaughter raised an eyebrow, but said, “So what is this about talking football?”“You need to take Ms. Woodhill as an assistant coach,” Sean said.Coach Slaughter laughed at the suggestion and said, “She knows nothing about the game.”Sean said, “She knows more about it than you.”“How can you possibly say that?” Coach Slaughter asked.“Quite easily. I can even say it. 'Hey, you're the older sibling; you're supposed to be giving ME advice. Look after yourself, bro. I can't wait to see you.'I was interrupted by the sound of Pepper's cell ringing, I frowned, it was almost 12 in the AM, we had boned and pretty much gone straight to bed after dinner. I heard her groan but when she answered the phone her voice was pretty alert.'Yes?' she answered. 'Right, where?''Who is it?' I asked.'Sure.' She held up a finger for silence.I folded my arms, bemused and looked out.