By now she was becoming a hungry cat and removed her blouse and asked me smell her armpits …it was like some amazing taste that I cant describe I ju...t kept licking the armpits and it was tasting salty with the sweat and a nice smell…. I then understood how people really are supposed to get aroused- not the movies but the real smell of a women. I then somehow got mad and pushed her back and squeezed her breasts…she screamed of pain and I felt being a man….She bit me on my shoulder and bit my. "Mom, there isn't time. I gotta go bad!" I pleaded. She reached down with a very red face and held my dick between two of her fingers and inserted it in the pee cup. I went like a race horse ahhhhhhh. She then removed my dick and took it into the bathroom and emptied it and brought back a wash cloth. She seemed to study my dick for a minute and apologised. I told her it was okay, so she used the washcloth and wiped the remaining pee off. Some dribbled down to my balls too."I...I..I'm sorry. The Midget team was ages twelve, thirteen, and fourteen, so I could probably play there until I got to high school. I knew Matucket High played real football, and that was what I was looking for. Dad once said that Pop Warner was the farm team for Matucket High.For Christmas, my parents bought me a set of weights. I wanted to get in shape for the summer. I really liked being a linebacker and getting to tackle guys, and Coach Washington had told me that when I got to the Spartans, I was going to. He was dragging his left leg but he was actually moving it. He got into the lift then turned and smiled before the doors closed. As I took the roses back into my flat, I ran the conversation through in my mind‘Desperate for the company of a beautiful woman’ he’d said. He’d actually called me beautiful. He’d given me red roses. I couldn’t believe that he didn’t know of their significance. I tortured myself all afternoon trying to decide what the invitation really meant. Was it just an invitation.