‘Yes, honey? Yeah. Yes, I can pick some up. Sure.’ Coach Baker came up to the counter and Nurse Simpson stepped toward him and smiled. ‘Yes, Coa...ch?’ she asked as a perky light danced at her eyes. ‘Hi, Nurse Simpson. Are you subbing for Diane and Louise?’ ‘Call me Tina, Coach Baker,’ she smiled, ‘And yeah, I guess I’m watching things here while they’re out.’ ‘Well, that’s sweet of you, Tina,’ — she giggled for him — ‘And call me Jim,’ he shrugged. ‘Thank you, Jim.’ ‘Do you smell something,. My panties were wetter than I had imagined, and I was able to slide two fingers easily inside my slick cunt.I tried desperately to finger myself in time with his thrusts, and landed on a steady rhythm that followed closely. All the while, I begged him to fuck me.I drew my other hand up to his chest and dug my nails in. That alone set him off. Without warning, cashier guy's thrusts stopped and he leaned in close to my ear. He muttered something obscene, and let out a series of gasping moans. As. Her laugh sounded like small, melodious bells. Okay, maybe not so much like that, but her laugh gave me an electric rush to my brain and made my stomach flip-flop. ** I splashed cold water on my face, trying to wake up. Is this what I look like now? I thought to myself as I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My light brown hair sat limply on my head, barely touching my shoulders. What once was a well-groomed goatee was now unkempt and bushy. I even saw a few gray hairs in my. " By 'ghosts', I assume you are speaking of the one we call Gabriela," Hegave me a paternal smile. "It is for the best my young amigo, one suchas she would only bring you heartache."I tilted my head slightly and studied his face for a moment. "You havesaid that to me at least twice now, if Gabriela is so convincing as awoman here in Ipanema; why would anyone think she'd only bring meheartache?"He raised his eyebrows in surprise, I continued. "She is as believable awoman as any I have seen...in.