I was in the zone and just concentrating on hitting my PW 110 yards. Coach Wilson came up to me and said, “I wish we could kick field goals as easil... as you hit that golf ball.”“I didn’t see you, Coach. I wish I could’ve played for you this year. I’m sorry about the way things turned out, sir.”“Nonsense. You’re an incredibly gifted man, both as an athlete and a scholar. You have to do what is best for you. The way you came back from everything you’ve been up against this year is unimaginable.. "I've never had sex," she whispered, half hoping he did not hear it. His eyes went wide."You're 18 years old!" he protested. "Surely you've been with some boy?" Now it was her turn to shake her head, feeling as though she had let her father down. He saw the fallen look cover her face and realized his callousness. "No, baby, it's ok. It's a good thing: I'm very proud of you." He smiled at her, kissing her once more. "This way I don't have to share my baby. I can teach you everything you need to. Simply said I was turned on by them and they seemed to be attracted to me. A couple of guys in particular paid me a lot of attention – a little ‘innocent’ touching, lots of eye contact, well I was buzzed and red eyed lol even a few whispered compliments and suggestions of what we could do together. And I responded like a love struck school girl lol. I got flirty, ditzy and very, very turned on. At the dance they had on Saturday night both black guys made sure my glass was full of something very. They would kill her and bury her out the back, with all the others..."Don't let your coffee get cold."The voice made her jump, almost scream, as the mundane sentence jarred with her thoughts. She stared at him. He looked so completely normal. She was now thoroughly confused, her thoughts chasing each other around her head, arguing with each other, throwing accusations and recriminations, warnings and bleats of caution at her.Maybe she was imagining it and was seeing a threat where there was.