Ms. Smith, on the other hand, was very hands-on. Today she was startingbasketball, and Rachael smiled. Ron had been very good at basketball 40plus yea...s ago. Ms. Smith started bouncing balls out to the students,and telling them to warm up with shots on the eight baskets around thegym. She stopped when she saw Rachael."Rachael Carson, right?" Cartright, Miss," Rachael corrected."We haven't seen much of you this year, have we," the coach said."No, sorry about that. I'm going to do better from now. "Hi April," she said.April harrumphed. She grabbed her stick and headed out of the room. I looked at Hannah and shrugged."Did you talk to the coach about her?" I asked."No." You should have." I guess." She pulled on her skirt.After we changed, we headed over to Kathy's locker and she was just finishing up. She gave me a nervous smile."Please stay with me," she said."Of course."We walked out toward the field.I saw Coach coming out of the building. "Coach! Can I talk to you?" I shouted.She nodded. I was really turned on and I could see she was too. Both of us were sweating and I could feel sweat dripping down between my sore tits.Robert then began using the whip on our backs and we were ordered to say, "Thank you Sir." Each time the whip found one of our backs. We obeyed and soon we were saying "Thank you Sir" through the tears. Finally Robert asked, "Have you had enough ladies?"Angel immediately said, "That is for you to say Master" and I nodded my head vigorously in agreement with. "Miss, I need to know your name." The grey man had a clipboard with papers on it and he held a pen ready.I blinked at him and licked my lips, concentrating on his voice for he'd spoken quickly and it was difficult to understand him."Your name?" he asked slower. "Can you speak?"I nodded and cleared my throat softly. "Dare." Uh..." He rubbed his nose. "Dare ... Is that short for something?"I didn't know what that meant."Dare," I said a little louder and I leaned over, looking at his clipboard as.