Then he walked me over to the stander and he helped me to get in it. There was a hole for my dick. There was a paded board in middle to keep my legs...apart. It has seven belts, two were for my ankles, two went behind of my knees, one went right below of my ass, one went across of my lower back and one went across of my upper back. He belted all of them tight and closed the door and then locked it. He asked me if I was comfortable? I said yes. In front were a pair of handcuffs attached the. They were using their right to try out for the team with no promises.Tomorrow he would meet, besides his players, the full staff Joe Barber had put together for him. Equipment mangers, laundry coordinators, and general go-fers. Each coach's staff would be there again, as well. He hadn't yet actually personally talked individually with the staffs of each of his coaches, except to know there were no newbie's, all were retained interns with at least one year experience.Friday morning at 7:00 am. .. fucking ... hard.” The poor kid groaned all the more, and Beatrice openly chuckled. He glared at her, and she straight up laughed. His expression was so hilariously honest and juvenile in its frustration, she had to sit down on the couch before laughter knocked her over.Julias looked over at her with a frown, but she just grinned back him, crocodile smile and all.“ ... why don’t you go home and work on this, Jack?”“Yeah, good plan.” Jack, still holding his hand in the other and looking at it. A welcome change from the inch and a half mattress they call a bed at his dorm. As he lied in bed, staring at the outdated design on his ceiling, he began to think about his mom.There was no getting around it, his mom was sexy. All his friends thought so. When he was in high school, they'd all talk about what a MILF she is and ask if they can spend the night at his house. For most k**s this was not only embarrassing, but liable to get someone a well deserved punch to the shoulder. But not for.