It's too complicated."The other coach was not happy with that.Tough. I did not come here to explain my science."Sir, it's not a matter of arrogance an... disrespect. It's a matter of high science and invention. Best to accept that is a rather advanced hovercraft. We can get to the soccer game quicker. That's why we came after all. Besides, I want to observe my school's team trouncing yours."The other coach glared at me for that response. "You may be a scientific genius, but we are the better. But, women provide something men can't."I was ready to go right then! But she said we had to be careful and asked me how I'd feel about meeting in a motel. There was something exciting and dangerous about it. I trusted her, so it wasn't uncomfortable. We had to wait a few days for the time to be right. I masturbated over and over, fantasizing about what being with her would be like.Finally the night came and I found her waiting for me in lingerie, which was kind of adorable and very sexy. With. It was silent. I looked at the front of the chest to see if I could possibly guess the combination, but that wouldn’t be possible. The lock was built into the front of the chest, and the rolling dials were also carved from wood. There were ten dials, each marked zero through nine, and each dial was positioned at its coinciding number. (The first was at one, the second at two, up until the last one which was set to zero.) There was really no way I would be able to guess that, so I let it be, not. I’d taken a long shower after coming back to the apartment last night. My clothing had smelled of alcohol and smoke. I’d tied my clothes in a plastic bag that I planned to throw away. Socks, shoes and underwear included. The memory of those people at Club Prime made my skin crawl and I cringed at the thought of what I’d done. Okay, I know I don’t have any high moral ground to stand on. I’d been committing incest and having indiscriminate sex with strangers, but still ... I needed another.