She had sex with a man called David, who she picked up in a bar, all whilst Liam watched and masturbated. David had then left and Liam and Christie ha...d fallen asleep together spooning.Christie woke up the next morning a bit dazed and confused. She had a bright light streaming into her bleary eyes and she could hear a peculiar humming sound.She felt cold and was lying on something hard. Slowly her eyes adjusted to the light and beat away their tiredness for Christie to register her location.But. Anyways, the point is that the tradition is fake. The team captains don't have to masturbate, it's my tradition, me masturbating before any big game is what's really bringing us luck. Before every big game I lock myself in my office and jack off." Fuck you Coach, you've been lying to us the whole time" Didn't hurt you, did it ? You seem to be enjoying yourself." "Yeah, so do you coach, do you always spy on us masturbating in the showers?" Fuck no Mark, i'm not trying to get myself arrested. “Take off your bra, Alison.” Her breasts pushed forward in her bra as she reached behind to unclip it . She slid it sexily down her arms, revealing the perfect breasts I recalled: firm and tipped with hard, erect nipples. I held one of her breasts and sucked on the nipple, running my tongue around until she groaned. Time to focus. I slid her panties down to the ground and she stepped out of them. Her body was beautiful. I turned her around and bent her over the arm of the sofa. I stepped to. ”That made sense. “Speaking of people coming at you, did you ever hear anything about Chris Barrington and that stunt of his at Grace’s house?”I was walking to Owen’s car and Owen talked as we walked. “Not much. Everyone who still hangs with him isn’t opening their mouth around me. I want to talk to him in a nice quiet place, just the two of us but probably best if we don’t, if you know what I mean. All I’ve heard is that he’s shooting his mouth off about some kind of ace in the hole, something.