LeftyT
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He was sitting in a small room with his offensive coach, going over game films of the upcoming oppenent. The coach could tell Evan was losing interest. He told Evan to head home, that it had been a long day of practice and film study.
He looked at his phone to check the time, and saw the text from Marley.
He responded "I KNOW A GOOD MASSEUSE. BE OVER SOON!"
As he walked to Marley's dorm he was excited, yes, because he would soon be seeing his beautiful girlfriend, but practice was much different today. His teammates looked at him with more respect, more of an equal than before. Also, being the starter, the coaches rode him harder, every mistake was pointed out and criticized. He was being held to a higher standard. It was exactly what he wanted.
But first and foremost in his mind his giving Marley's body the rubdown it deserved, every toned, tan, sexy inch of her body.
He started to jog.
He looked at his phone to check the time, and saw the text from Marley.
He responded "I KNOW A GOOD MASSEUSE. BE OVER SOON!"
As he walked to Marley's dorm he was excited, yes, because he would soon be seeing his beautiful girlfriend, but practice was much different today. His teammates looked at him with more respect, more of an equal than before. Also, being the starter, the coaches rode him harder, every mistake was pointed out and criticized. He was being held to a higher standard. It was exactly what he wanted.
But first and foremost in his mind his giving Marley's body the rubdown it deserved, every toned, tan, sexy inch of her body.
He started to jog.