That is until today. The Westfield Sentinel had a front page story about the accident along with a mention of a reward being offered to the person who...saved the Westfield Academy's Girl's Basketball team. The reward was about $25,000.00 which the school, the insurance company and even some of the girls' families had put up. It wasn't a huge amount but who couldn't use that much money to pay off some bills? There was also a picture of the whole team with their coach attached to the article.I. Most of happened to me that year—much of what I did—the decisions I made, some of them resoundingly awful, revolved around Kate, who became a potent, blindingly intense presence in my life. This is, more than anything else, is the story of Kate. * Chapter 2 Fallen leaves of umber and ochre and gold crackled under our feet as Kate and I jogged along the northern end of the campus golf course. It was a warm autumn day—too warm, perhaps, to be considered ideal running weather, but we were. "You know, I think you're turning me into some kind of kinky freak." she said finally."What I'm trying to do is free you from some of those rules that have choked you half to death." he said."Okay, so no, I don't guess I'd be all jealous if I knew you were making love with both Sunny and me, but that's Sunny, not some strange woman." You want to know something?" he asked.She nodded."If I'm lucky enough to get to experience what happened here, with you, or Sunny, or any of the beautiful women in. I forcefully slid a couple fingers into her sultry cunt. Letting out a moan of pleasure her teeth nibbled my lip. I pushed in a third finger, while my thumb swirled around her clit. The room reeked of sex. I withdrew my fingers from her and forcefully turned her around and leaned her against the cold metal wall of drawers. Her hands grasping the bar pulls. Her legs spread and perfect ass in the air. I aligned my cock to her luscious lips ready for my entry. I grabbed her hips and with one.