“I see two solutions here. The first is that you find another coach for the cheerleading team and hopefully we can come to a less adversarial positi...on with new direction. Otherwise, the solution is to post open tryouts for a replacement team. The relationship between the team and Coach Mullins is poisoned beyond the ability of a simple meeting to restore. The only other option is for the school to do without a cheer squad for the year.”He nodded. He was on the same page. I hadn’t suggested one. He had light brown wild hair that would stick out at random angles, which he would always subconsciously mess up even more with his hand. He was quite tall and thin, yet proportioned and toned. I had never looked at him twice before, until one night, out of the blue I had the most amazing, sensual and vivid dream in my life. The dream came when I was at a drama camp for a production in which he played the main role, so you could say he had been in my head that day. The dream started with just. "Believe me when I say that things can change if you want it bad enough. All you have to do is remember those that really care for you and love you and take strength from that." This was really you?" Susan had studied the photo and was handing it back to me."Less than twelve months ago, believe me when I tell you that it took a lot of hard work to turn that--" I indicated the photo of me "--into what you see standing before you now. However it took a lot longer to learn that that old adage. I didn't even care if I came that night as long as she did. It didn't take long before we were down to our underwear. She had large soft breasts with huge aereolas and cotton 'granny panties' girding her buxom hips and round ass. I hadn't yet seen or felt her vagina, but I had a feeling when I saw those granny panties that the one thing I like more than shapely hips lay beneath - a hairy pussy. Sure enough I was right! I pulled off her panties which she more than obliging spread her legs to.