You bastards can go to hell.’ All the State athletes chanted, ‘Go to hell, Times Herald.’ Athletic Director Lewis asked, ‘Any more questions?�...� The news conference ended, and so did the employment of the young reporter with the Times Herald. Coach Pete and the Sugar Daddy had swept everything under the table. It appeared there would be no NCAA investigation. Coach Pete approached Tom, ‘I checked with the rehab center this morning—John’s stable. They’ll take care of him, but none of you can see. One time in my dream we were eating each other while the dog was fucking me in my asshole. I came and we flipped over so the dog could then jump on her and fuck her in the ass while I ate her pussy. (OK I know it sounds disgusting, but it was a dream you know)Thinking about all of that, seems disgusting, I should have been dreaming about screwing my husband or other men, maybe even my job, but all I wanted to dream about was Cheryl and dogs. I climaxed several times in my dream and I began to. I don't know why I did it to myself, because I knew I didn't have time to fuck before I had to get up. So now I'm brick hard, she's sleep, and I got to get up. So I sit up, dick pointed toward the ceiling, and let my feet hit the floor to get my day started. I stand up and walk my naked ass to the shower, trying to wake up. I turn the water on, hot but not to hot, hoping it would soothe my morning wood and help me focus on the day ahead rather than my raging erection. I force my dick downward,. "How did you get here? " they asked, "You are some 25 miles from the cityand you don't appear to have any means of transport. Lets look around" These words struck terror into both our hearts. We were both 18, I had aboring job in a shop and Dick was an apprentice motor mechanic and he had stolena car and had it driven up here and had hidden it in bushes about a mile away.We'd be in deep shit now! They led us still naked and carrying our clothesto a police car some way down the hill and left us.