”“Mother fucker what did I just say?”“Sorry, yes Sir.”Melissa’s eyes lit up when I called him ‘Sir’. I could tell that she didn’t kn...w why Tayshaun wanted to talk to me, she was figuring it out at the same time I was….only I was dreading it and she was loving it.“Now pay close attention, I’m not going to repeat myself.”“Okay...” I caught myself before he could correct me, “Okay Sir.”“Good. Melissa is a fine ass looking bitch, but I want her looking sharp tonight, you hear me? I’m putting you in. .. but his eyes were fixed on the TV even though the bare hint of a smile was present on his lips. She was scared, what if he decided to stop or what if Rie noticed. But her pussy was having none of it, it just wanted more. How many days had it been since she last had sex, or even since she masturbated? Lily couldn't remember. She could feel her wet panties now, her body itching for a release. "Please...." she whispered against his ears, lips almost touching him, her own palm now wrapped around. They cried, they laughed, and they dreamed of lying in each other’s arms that night, anywhere. The dunes, the boat, the bed, they didn’t care. As the urgency passed, she asked him, ‘Did you get my messages? I sent them every day.’ ‘No,’ he replied, ‘But I found a beach, covered in green glass, all beautiful in the sunlight and every glass pebble scrubbed and polished by the tide. I knew you were thinking about me and missing me so deep in your heart, as I missed you.’ ‘I took one of the. "Yes, Coach?" Get over here."I sighed and stood up. The coach was standing by the locker room door."Yes, Coach?"The coach scowled. "There's a cheerleader outside who wants a word with you. We're not going to have a repeat of the last time, are we?" The coach wasn't speaking in the friendly supportive tone I'd come to know and love."I don't think so. She didn't say anything about flunking any classes, did she?"The coach's look wasn't friendly. "Just a minute with the girl, then collect your pal.