Suddenly, a candle burning on the night stand gave him an idea. Hot pussy wasn't enough to satisfy him, no. He wanted her to remember him and how she ...asted his precious time. Removing the candle from the night stand, he held it a couple of feet above her. He then dripped a few drops onto her belly and thighs. She writhed beneath him to the sudden, unexpected sensation of hot wax. And he laughed! "Cunt!" A few drops here and a few drops there, each time he'd laugh gleefully as she slowly. "He didn’t want to make a scene but there was no mistaking what Little Bob wanted. "What I’m trying to determine is what do you think will happen tonight. You’re being a little too familiar if you get my drift." He saw her eyes sparkle in excitement. "Maybe I should put you over my knee and give you a damn good spanking, or get Jerry to," he added sarcastically. Alexa continued teasing him. "Hmmm, promises, promises, Bob, but we both know I’d enjoy that too much. Besides," she continued. “What did I do?” Sean asked looking at the coach. The man looked like he was about to explode. He covered his mouth and said, “Sorry. I didn’t realize you were still in the closet.”“What!”Sid asked, “Did he just say that coach was gay?”“It sure sounded like that to me,” Jerry said shaking his head.“I didn’t realize you were still in the closet. Don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret,” Sean said.The whole class laughed until the coach looked in their direction. It got very quiet in the gym. Just. You shouldn't accuse when you can't prove. I needed more."Vin will you carry on with the observation?" Yes, Mr. Martin. There is something. Bennington has booked a private dining room for next Friday. It will be him and three guests. I could get access to the room before, and a mate of mine could fix up some digital cameras. That is if you think it would help." I looked at him."Won't they be seen?" He shook his head."No. Mr. Martin. They are so small he can put them into air-conditioning vents.