In case he finds this and reads it. I don’t want angry texts at 2 in the morning. Hi “Vince”! Oh sure, he was sweet at first. And I’m sure he ...thought “sweet” was the way to go. But I sensed that he wasn’t so sweet once you got to know him. Which is why I gave him the time of day to begin with. Save the sugar for your coffee, dude. And while he was truly a jerk, once you got to know him. There’s such a thing as “too much of a good thing”. And this was the case with Vince.Vince was the kind of. One wall of Coach's office was windows and a door leading down to the guy's locker room. The rest of the room was made up of cinder block walls painted with the school mascot and the door leading to the Athletics office that we had walked through. With everyone gone for the day it felt like we were the only two people in town.Coach had been staring at me for five minuets without saying anything. I looked back at him, not wanting to lower my eyes and look ashamed. Just because we had been busted. "Jordan was also very aroused and he could very easily fuck her, but instead he wanted to make her wait; he wasn't exactly sure why. He pulled her up and held her wrists, "I'm going to fuck you when we get home from the party, but I want you to wait until after then," he said with mischief in his eyes, "So you better enjoy the party because you're not getting your reward until I get you home after the party." What? No," Angel stomped her feet in protest and reached down to rub her swollen clit.. You can all can me “K.” I am a single, Transgender woman in my mid-forties. I catch some eyes widen around me, mostly from the two other guys here, as we listen to K speak. It’s surprising to hear K tell us she’s transgendered. You can’t even tell just by looking at her as she has an incredibly stunning feminine physique. It doesn’t bother anyone of us though as we let her continue to speak. -As you all can see and tell if you haven’t already noticed, I love my anonymity. That’s why I wear.