She was a crazy social justice loon, complete with mostly green dyed hair, that refused to believe that there were only two biological sexes. She kept... pushing us to ‘self-identify’, whatever the fuck that meant ... and no, we couldn’t choose to be just plain heterosexual females either. She just kept pushing until I told her that I sexually identified as an attack helicopter!”“Yeah,” Scarlet added, “and then I told her that I wanted to be an A-10 Warthog! Let me sing you the song of my people,. Mom had a look of horror on her face as she kept staring at my hard dick.“Mom!” I said, feeling uncomfortable. She shut the door and left.I was shit scared and didn’t feel like finishing my shagging session. So I wore my pants and left the bathroom.Mom was sitting on the sofa and had turned on the lights in the hall. I quietly came and sat next to her, preparing myself for a thrashing.Mom just got up and went to the bathroom and came back after 10 minutes. “Why are you sitting here? Don’t you. The locker room was bouncing filled with nearly 160 kids aged 14-18 all wanting to be the next big thing in Cazenovia football! The room was chaotic with friends hugging and back slapping and re-familiarising themselves with each other after the summer break. Some who had caught up over the summer just with a fist bump to acknowledge the friendship and camaraderie they had, others being far more vigorous and loud. A large group of smaller players most likely those kids coming up from middle. I only ask that you provide us with feedback on how we could have done better and what we need to do before you dine with us again.”I like that he didn’t say if or when you dine with us again.We told him everything was great and headed toward the door. Just before we left the building, we heard him ask the same of the people walking out behind us. I heard him ask another staff member to take over for him. Once we were outside, he walked over to us.“It is my pleasure to meet you. I’m ecstatic.