Finally, I snapped out of my trance when Sandra threw a glass of water in my face. “I’m sorry you had to find out that way. I know you like her,...so I didn’t want to tell you. But I have to save my sister. Please tell me you will still help my sister. Please? I’ll do anything you say, Coach White.”I shook my head to clear the cobewebs, “I am a man of my word Sandra. I will help Christie. But I need that key. Tomorrow. If she doesn’t bring it to me, I will go to the school board and the. The guy holding her arm's, had his hand over her mouth as well; and the two guys at the foot of the bed were both black. Now my eyes were fully customised to the dim light I could see things clearly for the first time. My brain was also picking up sounds as well, I could hear the men softly calling encouragement to the guy between her legs and well as her muffled cries.It was obviously to me now, that this was a gang rape, but what to do about it, there was at least five guys in the room. She angrily yelled at me as I suddenly realized my pants were full of sticky residue. I had a wet dream. She was downright furious. Apparently I had cummed on her favorite sheets. And there was no convincing her it was involuntary. "Why the hell should I believe it was a dream? How do I know you didn't just masturbate while I was asleep? Next to YOUR OWN MOM YOU FUCKING PERV! Why should I believe a thing you say you lying wanker?". As I sat frowning, mom barked out a new order. "let's try. "The light in here is good, but we'll need a chair with a recliningback." She said to Tom, ignoring me, as if I wasn't there. She knew whowas paying for her services, so she addressed him instead of me.He told her the only chair around with a reclining back was in the gym,one floor down, and asked her to go with him to see if it would do. Allthree of them went to check it out and left me behind. They returnedtogether with an exercise chair on a four-wheel cart and set it up inthe bathroom close.