But there was only one coconut in sight, it was at the top of a huge palm tree, and I could tell it wasn't ripe enough to drop yet. Dream me knew it'd...be days yet before the damn thing ripened, and I wasn't sure I could last that long. It seemed so damn unfair to have the thing in view and yet so inaccessible, and the fire all ready to go except for that stupid coconut.Somewhere in there I guess I got some decent sleep, but I was still feeling pretty dragged out when I got up. Kitty was right. Once it was finished, she unfastened the tubing from her heel and smiled down on me. She began to withdraw the heel to the edge of my mouth, I could feel the head of the dildo in between my lips. She held my gaze, utter despair and vulnerability saturating me, flooding me, washing away my resistance. She could sense it, I was almost fully broken. I tried, desperately, to expel the last bit of the dildo from my mouth, I could taste the bitter medicine, the remnants still dripping from the. She was a big, strong woman, well over six feet tall, who made no special effort to look feminine. Three years older than I, she could have played linebacker or fullback on my high school teams. Thinking of it, though, my high school team had already been told to send in the cheerleaders. It held the conference record for most safeties scored, hardly a badge of honor. I also had a flash that there was a vague similarity between Marcyne and Frankie, who was one of the cheerleaders, cultivated a. "The back office," Jillian informed me as Sam just then caught up to us. "We've been in there a couple of times before," she added.Sam was already peeling the top of her leotard off by the time we had entered his somewhat cluttered office. Not too surprisingly, there was a leather couch sitting off to one side, about the only thing that wasn't cluttered."I'm not sure I feel real comfortable about this," I whispered worriedly."Relax. You don't have to really do much of anything. He'll want to.