He insisted I dress the same, too: grey Harmony T-Shirt, khaki shorts, white sneakers and socks, with my ponytail pulled back through a white baseball...cap. The outfit made a lot more sense at the start of the season, when it was warm, but Coach was too far gone to entertain the thought of sweatpants come fall. I was a good sport about it, at least until he finished, but in the bleachers, I bundled up like an Eskimo. That hadn't seemed to upset the balance of the universe. At least, it hadn't. I'm the one who's hurt; I should be the one crying, not her. Is she having second thoughts? Could it be that simple? What was that about her job or something? I almost went in to comfort her, but I stopped myself. Do I really want to do this or not? Hell, I still love her; I have to go."Honey, what's wrong?" You're hurt and I have to go most of next week to a conference up in Dallas. I have to leave Sunday and I won't be back until sometime late Thursday evening. I'm going to miss you like. “Okay, stand up. I’ll help you put it on. I’m sure Robby will be able to take it off.” She pulled the gown off its hangar and held it up, allowing the teen to step into it carefully. Then, as Heather held it up, Lauren circled around to move her thick mane out of the way and button the halter around her neck. She brushed the girl’s hair out and allowed the fabric to finish draping over her lush form, then stood back and walked around her. “My God, but you are so beautiful!” she said, her eyes. . and he got changed regularly, he liked that when thepowder went on he got an instant boner. He hadn't felt that horny thateasily for a long time, but his chest hurt like a bee sting like twobee stings on in each nipple...His captors took off the mask..."Okay, you're here and there's nothing you can do about it. Don'tscream don't try to escape and you'll be treated well... oh and you'llhave to do your stuff in the diapers, no bathroom breaks. Okay?"That was basic enough I suppose... Ricky knew.