“There’s somebody waiting in my office who wants to meet you. Remember, bitch. You’re to do exactly as you’re told at all times. Now, let’s ...o in.”Sylvia went in and saw the football coach sitting in a chair in front of the Vice Principal’s desk. Coach O’Malley sat there grinning at her with a lustful leer. He was short, stocky and muscular. His brown hair was short. His brown eyes gleamed out at her, making her knees tremble as her heart melted.“Hello, Sylvia,” he said. “It’s time we got. Bhawna mujhe dekh chai ki cup deti hui boli: Lo chai peeyo, zyada over bhi mat karo ab.Aunty: Theek hai main chalti hun, 5 baj gaye mere siriel ka time ho gaya.Aunty to aise bhagi jayse unki serial nahi bank se payse chute ja rahe ho. Aunty ke jaati hi Bhawna mere taraf mudi aur bhawro ko uthati hui boli: Meri tang kheechoge tum?Main chai peeta hua bola: Ab maoka mila to kheech liya. Shararti bhai hun na aapka.Woh seedhe mere lund ko short par dabochi aur kheechti hui boli: Main kheechungi to. His attention had excited me though, my nipples were still hard and there was the unmistakable feel of wet panties as I walked. I lived a short distance out of town with my grand parents, so it was just a nice walk to my house from the theater, and being an overweight teen I certainly could use the exercise. I just ambled along smelling the honeysuckle along the road and looking at the stars, really enjoying the night. Less than half way home a car pulled beside me, and really scared me,. Despite the books and tools he had brought back, no real advances were being made in engineering. He had hoped the tools would help in making bigger, heavier tools, but of course these needed an effective power source and he had yet to develop electricity or even find out how to fully harness steam. Scott did experiment with hydropower and the same technology he had used for his mill but without any significant success.Progress there was, horse breeding was very successful, field artillery was.