"Al Davis stood and stared hard at me as his face flushed. "Look young man, you are not choosing a team like you did for college. This is the NFL. The... team chooses you through the draft and you play football for that team or you DO NOT play football at all." I understand that Mr. Davis," I answered as evenly as I could. "You need to understand my long term goals. I want to teach and become a football coach. I don't have this childhood dream to play professionally. I will play in the NFL if that. ”“It was a little while before I heard him finally leave the room. I worked out many years later he was removing the gag and the ties from my mother’s wrists. He even put a nightdress on her and tucked her in under the blankets. He ignored her sobs of pain.”“I waited a bit longer, but my mother’s sobs forced me from the cupboard. When she saw me, she was horrified and started crying. She sent me to get Nan. I ran as fast as I could. She died that night,” Mica finished in a small voice.“Bloody. If was as if I saw your face I would feel my juices escaping from me easily knowing that fact that we became friends. I managed my sexual feelings. Years passed during that time there was parties, school, pledging and more parities. Finally senior year arrived. Yes I was still a virgin and you were still looking sexy as hell. So after graduating from college we went our separate ways. From that day on I thought I would never see you again, luckily for me faith had plains for me and you. When we. I slid in the third and felt very little resistance but when I placed the fourth finger in I could feel her tensing a bit. I knew I needed to go slow so I started to work her with just the four fingers. I wanted her dripping wet and on the verge of cumming. I was spending a few minutes with four fingers but Rachel must have become impatient because she reached down and started pushing on my wrist. I asked if she was ready and she said "Oh Yes". I placed my fingers into a point.