Remember there will be the usual press rush to get a story on our co-ed existence. As usual, what do you tell them?" Coach asked as he ended his mini-...iatribe"Read the SI story." They all shouted in unison, laughing.Coach shook his head and laughed along with the team, turning to smile back at his assistants before holding his hand up to restore order."I STILL think you are the best bunch I have ever coached despite any criticism I bring up. It's all to make you better as players and men and. Kate threw her coat over the stair banister directly ahead, clicked a small micro-stereo on and headed to the kitchen just to the side of the stairs.We chatted casually as she waited for the kettle to boil, I wasn’t expecting anything else other than coffee at that stage.She made the drinks and we returned to the front room. I sat beside her and commented on how cosy her home looked.She placed a hand on my knee. “Glad you like it”, she said as she started to undo her blouse. “Do you like me. " Of course!"He smiled as he reached up and grabbed my charm on the front of mycollar. "Are you really a 'bad girl'?"I smiled shyly. "Yes... Sir, I am." Hmmmm," he muttered. "You know what happens to bad girls?"I looked down, my heart racing again. "They get spanked?" That's right, among other things," he replied.I looked up and saw a glint in his eyes. "How else will they learn to begood girls?" I purred back."If I do this, I'm going to do a lot more than just spank you," he saidwith a glint. He poured a little more bourbon into his coffee cup and clicked play once more. ‘That’s great, Griselda. I mean that. Really I do,’ Denny said, the sincerity button set to full. He cringed at how clear the audio was, how easily his voice could be identified. ‘But you know, there are a lot of pretty little blond girls, just like you, that can sing a church song just as good as you can. What can you show good old Denny Lay which no one else has shown him, honey?’ He cringed again at how obvious.