Take your pick.Boys will be boys...Martin Janacone was furious, and smoke was billowing from his ears when he informed me NOT to pack up my locker, si...ce he was keeping me on the active roster until a better option presented itself. I'd hate to be Crewson when Janacone decided who to cut next spring.Upon returning to the clubhouse, I found my locker had been summarily moved from outer Siberia to the second row, inside the main locker area. Somehow, I suppose it was because the locker room boys. Her husband had taken her virginity but she loved sex so when he died she had had a couple of man friends but her sex life had waned off.On the night we meet we got on well had a drink and being a gentleman I walked her home she lived close to the hotel I was staying at so she invited a me in, after a bottle of wine we got round to talking sex – she told me she had not had any sex for almost 5 years and to be honest she thought she was past it. After a kiss and a cuddle she excused herself. Ah, oh. So we ‘play like a two-bit whore’, is that it??I tried to shout no, that I hadn’t written anything about their team on my body. What were these people, crazy? Couldn’t they see that I was a victim??Now we know how the laundry bag got on the bus, huh, coach???Yeah, you think so?? he replied sarcastically. They were all reading from my nude body.?I don’t like what this bitch has written,? another coach said.?Neither do I. And I don’t believe for a minute they would actually kidnap some. Singh is the professor”, Vipin replied.“Don’t worry”, I said and kissed. “He won’t fail you.”“How are you so sure”, Vipin remarked.“Trust me on this”, I said. “I love you and I will never let anything happen to you”, I kissed him.“Nisha, I am sorry I treated you as a slut. I was very tensed and sex was the only thing I could see as my stress reliever”, he said apologetically.“I told you, you can fuck me whenever you want. But just do it the way you always do. Make me feel like the most.