I'm sure Coach Hancock wouldn't suggest this if he didn't think it would work." That other coach last year—Mitchell—put Brian on the court to get ...eaten up. I don't like it." Coach Hancock isn't like that, Mom."Dad looked at Mom and they held each other's eyes for a whole minute. They both gave an almost imperceptible nod."I still don't like it but I will be there and I will support you," Mom said at last. "I think we'd better get some other parents involved."I hadn't seen all the students. I was amazed at how much time was needed for a woman to wash her pussy, but I don’t think she was just washing it. My cock told me she was pleasuring herself. My cock was also telling me to grab it and wank it, but I decided not to listen to it this time. It was inappropriate.I did take one still image, as my daughter half creased her body in the shower; presumably from her orgasm. I watched her as she got out of the shower and dried her hair and then her body. I watched as she moved out of. I spent the time thinking about what I should do if it was more than just steam. I didn't want a war with the Principal, and I certainly didn't want to declare one unnecessarily, but I definitely didn't like the idea of him declaring war on me and my not defending myself.His rants were mostly hot air, and he didn't actually tell me I was suspended or expelled, but he did threaten to revoke my special privileges and he said, "If you're involved in one more such incident or commit a single breach. There is a rule in the house that the boys can't sit on any furniture. The boys eat whatever we don't. We just put everything into a big bowl on the floor. The boys get on their hands and knees and crowd around the bowl for dinner. They're not allowed to use their hands. You can see they're getting a bit competitive because there's not that much food there.MARY ALLEN: My gosh. They are treated like dogs.SAMANTHA: Actually, their dog Spike gets a bit of hamburger every night and is also.