Assuming it had limits.Not wanting to expand his pool of ‘victims’ Arthur wrote a familiar pair of names into the Fuckbook. Those of Rachel Hogen ...and Xena Pride.“And now all I have to do is wait.” Arthur mumbled. His cock was still hard and begging for attention.Arthur found the wait frustratingly long and despite his best efforts found himself stroking it in anticipating. Justifying that as long as he didn’t allow himself to cum Professor O’Brien would be just fine.Despite the consequences,. “Head, man, tomahawk,” meant we’d be in our base 4-3 with man coverage and the strong safety would come up to the power side on the line of scrimmage to blitz.“Nose, zone, Pepe,” meant I’d actually take a three-point stance on the line across from the center, our defensive backs were in zone coverage, and our line would stunt to the power side while the two remaining linebackers would fill on the weak side openings.The concepts were much simpler than the offense, and we could easily read from. He was in his private retreat under the house. ‘Hi Daddy.’ ‘Hi Sugar, did you enjoy yourself? No, you don’t need to answer that, how could anyone enjoy themselves with that rabble?’ ‘Most of them are okay, come on, you can’t stay down here all night.’ He reluctantly followed me out into the yard. He had little opportunity to resist because I had grabbed him firmly by the hand and dragged him from the room. Mother was in one of the couples locked together in the living room. Father poured us. “That’s a job for one man, not three.”“Sorry boss,” Jose replied sheepishly but Ricardo and Manuel didn’t appear repentant whatsoever. Instead they stared back at me with their usual contempt.“I don’t want apologies,” I said still trying to remain calm. “Just don’t let it happen again.”“Right,” Jose nodded vigorously. “It won’t.”“Good, there’ll be no more talk about it then,” I said looking around. “Where’s Jimmy and Jacob?”“Jacob’s with the horses,” Frankie yelled out. “And pretty sure Jimmy.