She swallowed a bit, and spat out a bit before 'Lou' took back the glass. "Now you ain't got nothin' to heave, take the cock, bitch!" 'Lou' again pres...nted his meat, and somehow, Sharon managed to take it in, despite her upset stomach. The hand behind her head and the one under her chin were pretty persuasive -- besides, the fight was leached out of her completely; vomiting left her as weak as a kitten. "You gonna take it all, bitch. Keep it comin'." Sharon was awash; 'Mike' had been pounding. For a guy I always thought was a pacifist, he hit and played like a linebacker. I remember standing on the sidelines near Coach Warner and listened as he yelled encouragement to his players. He was a very good coach and I think Bill did well because he wanted to please the coach. By mid-season, Bill was an assistant defensive captain. He wore that title with pride. He had earned it.Sandy was doing well, but was missing her sister. She had become very dependent on Debbie and now Rose had to be. I told her my father wore that kind too. She said she wore dark panties under the undershirt so they could be seen. She said her mother told her they could see her breasts with the undershirt she had on but didn't say to much more about it. The next night she wore a t-shirt she altered by cutting off the sleeves and around the neck of the shirt, along with a pair of panties.As the week progressed, she wore he father's undershirt again but this time without bra or panties and her mother said,. The feeling was incredible. I rotated by ass a bit to enhance the feeling… managing to push back even more. This must have been the sign that James had been waiting for as he pulled the finger out, slid out from under me and positioned himself behind me. He reached forward and gently pushed my head down on the pallet we were on and then brought his hands, slowly and seductively up the middle of my back, creating the familiar arch I had imagined. Up to this point… not a word had been spoken..