For the purposes of our training, however, it will mean giving some self-control over to me, do you understand? In our exercises here it will mean pa...ying strict attention to what I’ve said, and obedience.” Stacey felt a rush of excitement as her coach was taking control, like she had secretly wished for, and hoped for. “Now, I know you’re smart, I know you get excellent grades. Try the greeting again.”“Hello Coach Natasha, how are you this evening?” Stacey said, half-tempted to get it. .. Sunday? Yeah, because she and Danny hadn't gotten together on Monday. She'd been going to go to Cindy's on Tuesday, but that whole mess with Jeff had blown up instead.A whole week.She'd gone longer than that before; when she was 16, Danny had been out of town for two weeks, and she'd been having her period the day he'd gotten back. When they'd finally gotten together they'd done it four times. Danny had cum so quick that first time, too. Fortunately it had slowed him down just enough to make. He didn’t ask a single question until we were finished either, but the first thing out of his mouth afterwards was "what in the hell is up with you?" At first I told him "nothing, I just needed you" but he kept on and on until I finally admitted to thoughts. I told my hubby that I was thinking about being fucked by all of your friends in the room. He smiled and said, "You’ve wanted something like that to happen for a long time haven’t you!" I said, "Only if you say to do honey!"He said ok let. She had pulled her dark hair back into a pony tail of sorts and was looking down at us and shaking her head.The cashier didn’t seem all that phased other than his face suggested he now believed that I really did have a daughter. “You shouldn’t be here!” Insisted.“You seem more shocked that I am here than I am shocked seeing you like this,” she smiled calmly. She had me on that one. I was in a panicked state and my heart felt like it was skipping out of my chest now. However, in truth it was her.