And when Sunday rolled along I was exhausted. I was sitting at my desk staring at my blank computer screen, my mind a total void, when my cell rang. I...sighed, not realizing who it could have been and picked it up. Morrison. I said flatly. Tom, are you alright? Brookss worried voice pushed through my numb head. I cleared my throat, Uh yeah Im fine. Why? She let out a polite little cough, Um well its uh. Oh man, um arent we going to Miss Azmanos? I looked at the time and cursed, it was past. UNDERSTOOD?"Dave and John both nodded and replied together, "Thanks, Coach."The walk back to their room was brisk. When they entered, they finally released their pent-up emotions and whooped in excitement. The girls were likewise relieved and hugged them tightly. The rest of the morning was spent relaxing and getting focused on the game. Dave debated whether to ask the girls to leave but he was convinced they were his lucky charms. He had golfed the best golf of his life in BC, when they were. "That's more like it. Bed, baby. I'm wantin' to pound that ass..." Oh, yeahhhh," I said. "Let's go..."I'd done EXACTLY this too many times to think about, but this time...My bed's still made, so this turd spent the night in bed with Brittany. Mind still running in overdrive, I start to peel off my jeans. Ol' Justin's thinking he hit the pussy jackpot as he strips out of his pants. He beats me in the race and he's in the bed."C'mere, baby," he says.I climb in the bed, my hand goes to his dick. She had only been awake a second or two, but now she was panicking and thrashing, completely unable to breath. While she struggled I grabbed one wrist and then another, securing them tightly behind her back with the duct tape. Then I let the belt loosen and leaned close to her ear, letting her scream and sob for a moment before I whispered in her ear. I told her she could scream, but if she struggles too much she loses her breathing privileges. I told her she needed her earn breath by being a.