" You shattered every receiving record the university has this season," Coach teased. "How bad could your review be?" OK, let's do this," I replied as...I followed Coach into his office. Coach headed for one chair in the front of his office. Coach Adams was sitting on the other. Coach Burton pointed towards his couch. I stopped short when I saw ... my new receivers coach."Coach Caffrey?" I asked, flabbergasted."I guess you just got the news," Coach Caffrey replied. "I hope you can stand working. I’m in trouble.What did she say? ‘Best worker’? I don’t think Wendy knows I even exist. We’ve hardly spoken since she was transferred to oversee this section.“Go!” I hiss to my tormentor.Alec disappears with his broom.I turn, to face Wendy’s wrath, but she’s smiling at me, which is really disconcerting.Wendy’s truly lovely, with her delicate elfin features. I ... really like her ... a lot. I suppose I always have since seeing her all the time in school; but never made my feelings known to her,. She continued to suck me until my cock was flaccid.At some point, I went to sleep with my cock still in Rachel's mouth and my fingers were still buried in her hair. When I woke up around six, it was all a wonderful memory; a wonderful memory that I would never forget.But it was Pat who surprised me Saturday afternoon when we were alone. She had been uncharacteristically friendly toward me in front of Sandy. We had spent the afternoon at the beach and I was putting the towels and folding chairs. . until she pulled back."Barry, you have a choice. You can stay here and go on with me, or you can go back. Think very carefully, because I think you will be blessed if you go back, even though it will mean pain and a struggle ... Look behind you."I turned, and saw ... I was looking down at myself, sprawled awkwardly on the sofa. Amy was clinging to me and weeping; Marty was on the phone. My heart turned over; I looked at Lucy, and back at Amy. I couldn't do it..."It's not time, yet, is it?" I.