After a night of sitting in the family room and chatting, we called it a night. I was in the shower when Sasha shouted to tell me to hurry. I figured ...hat she needed to use the bathroom, but when I entered the bedroom she was waiting on the bed, wearing one of my old t-shirts and a smile. There were candles burning everywhere, giving the room an atmosphere conducive to love, not to mention a wonderful aroma. I reached for some shorts, but Sasha stopped me. "Just drop the towel, my little chef,". Both the priest and Trish laughed at me. The priest said there is no way you have lost your virginity yet and that suggested I have another beer and and get ready to go again. I got another beer and the priest moved back closer to Trish and before I knew it he was kissing her cunt and Trish again saying she was cumming. I was unable to get hard thinking about what was happening. The priest looked at me and through over Trish’s swim suit and told me to get it on and see if that would make me. I closed my eyes and covered my ears. Sank to the floor and scenes started to flash through my head about the accident. “ Dad!” Was what sounded like a whisper to me. “ Dad, Dad!” he yelled and ran over to me and grabbed my arms. “ Kat its okay you’re fine what’s wrong?” I started crying I could feel the tears running out and down my closed eyes. I was shaking but I wasn’t cold. “ What did you do to her?” “ Nothing I unpaused the game and I herd a bang I turned around and she was like that I. Coach trotted up and surveyed the carnage. He went to the two boys on the ground. Charles Owens was lying on his side in a fetal position holding his balls. Ralph Ryland was prostrate, his face covered with blood. Coach sent Ray to call for an ambulance. Another student was dispatched to get a first aid kit.The trainer arrived with the first aid kit and went to minister to Ralph. Coach turned to Jake and asked what happened. Jake gave him the ‘Readers Digest’ version of events. He played dumb.