For once, the hype was dead-on.Coach had been busy over the summer and had worked all 10 of Sara's plays into the playbook. He thought they were ingen...ous. We decided we would open the season with one of them. Sara's plays were designed to put defenses in positions they weren't used to — like creating a formation where the middle linebacker or defensive end had coverage responsibility. It was brilliant in its simplicity.Our opening game was to be televised nationally, so I e-mailed Sara and. I was feeling pretty damn good. I taught that fucker a lesson, tortured him to the point where he wished he was dead. My niggas in prison were gonna LOVE him when he got in…EpilogueIt took a little over a week for Tyson to heal up from the beating we laid on him. He did exactly as Dad told him and posted on Facebook that he was “taking a break to think about things.” We kept him locked in that closet in complete darkness. Every now and then Dad would stop by and give him a small amount of food. That day began a very happy time for the two friends become lovers. Day byday, Coar grew more and more feminine - his hair growing, his breasts andhips swelling, his waist shrinking. The lines of his face altered and hisarms and legs grew leaner and more shapely. One odd thing, though - whilemost evidences of his maleness were vanishing, his cock actually grew byabout 3/4" a month. Chen assumed that this was because of the way he hadbeen splitting the breast cream lately.The two continued. I frowned. "Actually, it's not like that. This is my home, too, you know. I have family here. Ask your uncle if he came back because of his nobility?" I said, feeling like I was trying to justify myself."Hey! It's ok. Don't worry about it. I'm just glad to be along for the ride! This place is fantastic!" Darla replied, going on at some length about what she had been doing in the short time since we had arrived."I asked Marald where we were located in this world. If we were to ride horses, it.