Jess was lucky because field hockey was a sport that had been played at Endsleigh for several generations and some of the girls had gone on to represe...t their country as full international athletes. The school was justly proud of these achievements and Jessica was determined to continue with that tradition and do everything she could to encourage and coach the students to keep it going.After a 20 minute coaching session Jess selected two of the girls to have alternate picks of the rest of the. He will be called Monster. Monster was from my home town, but he was older than me by a few years. I wasn’t noticed by him until he came into my work. I was wearing a white gypsy skirt and white lace tanktop when he walked in, took one look at me and claimed me as his. He and I began to hang out after school and work, his humor and kindness drawing me to him. His blue eyes shined seductively the afternoon he picked me up from work. I was wearing the same white gypsy skirt and tanktop that is my. He asked me how I felt about the practice, is it nice to jam at his place once awhile? I answered him and throw away my cigarette butt at the ashtray. strangely we I felt as if both of us wanted to do something yet, don't know how to approach each other. He cunningly snuggle closer beside me with his arm resting on my shoulder. His fingers slowly drawing circles on my inner thighs. I quickly close my legs together, but his fingers keeps going in between them asking to path ways. I stopped him. She offered. How long do YOU think I thought about it?” I smirked.“A nanosecond, if that!” she laughed. “As I said, pure, not ignorant!”“My turn for a personal question,” I said.“Anything.”“Have you ever had a boyfriend? Kissed?”She smiled, “No to both. I’d be reticent to kiss anyone I wasn’t thinking seriously about being married to. It’s far too risky.”I chuckled, “Pure, not ignorant!”“Would you jump out of a plane without a parachute?”I laughed, “No. I’ve made about sixty skydives and on.