I wasn't sure if you were exacting a punishment on me, or giving me an invitation to round two. One thing was sure, you had my full attention. It was ...mpossible to stop watching you as your two middle fingers slipped deeply inside you. Your back arched, tossing your head forward hard enough for your hair to cover your face and you moaned loudly. You moaned loud enough to make the women sitting in the front of the car look towards you. They shook their heads and mumbled to each other as they. Yeah, Ill be there in a few. I dont think my feet ever hit the ground as I ran to the garage and mounted my bike. I must have set speed records for a bicycle as I pedaled as hard as my body would let me, fueled by adrenaline and hormones. On the way there, visions of what would take place made riding a little difficult, with the raging boner in my shorts creating a little discomfort. I turned with the curve in the road and Curts house came into view, with Jenny sitting on the front porch in her. To my surprise, David accepted. As we walked into my apartment, I told him to have a seat while I grabbed us a glass of water. David was sitting on the sofa and thanked me as I handed him the water. He had on those short running shorts serious runners wear. I could see the muscles of his legs, defined and tanned. I then gazed higher to his shorts, noticing a minor bulge. I then glanced up to his eyes, and he was staring right at me. He had been observing me, observing him the whole time.. "PORTER'S pirates?" he said. "Why PORTER'S?" No, PI - RETTES. You know, like Rock-ettes. It's a play on words ... that they're girls?..." I understand that part, Mrs. Thurman. Why did you use MY name?" Oh!" she laughed. "They're YOUR team, coach Porter. I mean you're training them, right? And they're running YOUR plays, right? YOU are their coach. Besides, all the girls talk about how great a coach you are, and how you're their favorite teacher and all that. "We spoke to the administration, and.