It was a standard syllabus, stating time and place of the class, theobjective of the class, university code of conduct, topic cover foreach class sess...on and grading. The grading system made James smile tohimself, he was right about it being an easy A. No test, classparticipate, 5 papers and a project; all it was going to take is timeand effort by James to get an A..The project was to do something tohelp you better understand how women are perceived, seen and theirplace in society today then. Three of the boys were in bed, covers up to their chins. Frank Zeeliff was sitting on a chair, trying to put shoes on. He had lipstick all over his face.Frank looked up, his eyes wide. "Hey coach." he said weakly. "What's up?" What are you guys doing in here?" asked Chuck.Danny Pruett said, from bed. "We're trying to sleep, coach... like you said."Chuck moved to the bed, reached down and whipped the covers off. Danny's limp prick lay in a spermy mess that soaked his pubes and balls. Claire. Was she even alive? When Jan and I landed, I immediately fired up my computer and pulled up my tracking app. Unknown to anyone but me, I had placed tracking devices in the three watches she wears everyday just for this reason.Thank God, she’s wearing one of the watches. I saw the pinpoint on the map. I called Johnny and told him to assemble our medical group for immediate deployment. I have her location. Johnny, Greg, Jan and I geared up and surveilled the area. The location was an abandoned. She changed in the bathroom and decided she had to see if any more threats or posts had been made. Keeping the camera covered she logged back in. She had hoped it would all just disappear but in reality that was never going to happen, another message from the same user was waiting to be read, this time the English was clear. 'We gave you a set of instructions, you failed to obey. You will now realise we aren't joking with our threats, your brother Rob was sent the same screenshots you were, of.