After the varsity players told everyone to "Knock that shit off," I gave Coach Hickem the basic version that I was a new student in town. Coach Hickem...laughed saying that he wished his players had my desire. Asking why I did not just go to a normal gym I stated that my work interfered with my afternoons. After that Mr. Hickem shook my hand inviting me into his little version of hell. I was not sure if I would call it a little version of hell but as a coach he was merciless towards his players. “He didn’t say, I’m sure he’ll instruct us.” Trina said. Oh my god, it’s almost 10. We stood up and went to his bedroom door. Trina slowly opened it. It was pitch black in there. Our eyes adjusted and slowly we could barely see. Daddy said softly to come on up on the bed. We felt our way up and he had us lay beside him, one on each side. His arms went around us and he gently pulled us over on our sides towards him. He started kissing us both. I felt for the first time daddy kiss me like a. My cock was now at full staff andstood up straight from my groin. Nin flicked her hair once more over thehead, a feeling so sensual it made me moan out loud. She was still gentlystroking me with one hand and I started to push my hips upwards to getsome relief. Nin pushed me back onto the bed and slid her finger out of mymouth. I nearly exploded as she simultaneously tweaked my nipple with herfingers and blew across the head of my cock."Fuck," I shouted as she flickered her tongue against my. Do you need a doctor?"Kara glanced up and looked at Mark, and for the first time he saw her eyes without scorn in them. She shook her head no, and turned away from him."Really Kara, you look very ill. Can I get you something? Some water perhaps?" No, really. I'm not ill. I just got... some bad news from home." Oh... Is there anything I can do to help?" There's nothing you can do. I just found out my mom died... I don't even have the money to get back for the funeral... Go away!"Mark realized.