Beth came out into the dimly lit room. She was wearing a floor length burgundy coloured gown. It was lace from head to toe and she looked magnificent.... She walked slowly over to my side of the bed.“I hope you approve.” she said, “I bought this especially for you.”“You are beautiful Beth.” I replied, “You’re breathtaking.”She lowered herself down on top of me and my lips met hers. Her perfume was subtle, not overwhelming, but just right. She smelled fresh with a scent of baby powder. Her lips. I want the name from you of the person whom you believe will be capable of inspiring you and be best at leading you. You all should be aware that under the rules the coach is not permitted to coach while match-play is in progress.’ The girls came through and whispered, some kissing his ear or neck as they did it, cheeky bitches. Amy was named once, Eve twice and Joss five times. They were all grouped beyond him. ‘Who?’ the normally quiet Crystal called. ‘I’ll let you know on the way home. You rip my panties off, and we start ripping each others clothes off hard and fast, kissing, sucking, finger-fucking, me stroking your dick through your pants, pulling your shirt off, breathing hard, moaning, and then... just as we nearly lose it for a hard fuck you regain control for a second, slap my face hard and throw me onto the bed... "You fucking little whore!" you shout accusingly, implying I will pay for nearly making you lose control. You grab one of your ties, walk over to the bed. You would be too after being around a bunch of near naked attractive women all night long. It was the worst time for me to be tempted.“Did you just say you werent in the mood? Wouldn't that give you an advantage?" She retorted.She had me there. "Well, yes but..." Can you think of a better time?"'Fuck!' I thought. 'She's using logic. I hate it when she does that!' I was forced to admit she was right.There were a lot of things I could have said but wasn't about to. I could have told her the truth.