Volleyball Drills

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Painfully the class wore slowly on, Logan doing his best to focus on the instructional material, but constantly faltering any time he caught a glimpse of Savannah's legs, or her chest or even her face. For minutes afterwards he would remember the sight of her thighs spread open on the seat of his car, of the feel of her breasts against his hand, or the sight of her face as she's cum. By the time the class was finally finished he felt like he'd just finished running a marathon. Hearing the bell ring to signal the end of class, he breathed an audible sigh of relief.

Knowing that he wouldn't have to see her again until practice, Logan felt himself start to gain some measure of control and confidence back. He even decided to risk saying something to her as she stood to leave, "Savannah, great job last night." He said it with a friendly smile which quickly disintegrated as he realized what he'd said. Oh god, does she know I'm talking about the volleyball game or does she think I'm talking about what happened afterward? God damn it!

 

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Savannah was happy, deliriously happy, when the bell rang. She shot out of her seat and scurried over to some senior boys, hoping that if Coach Reardon saw her chatting as she left, he wouldn't say anything. But as she exited the class, he stated loudly, "Savnnah, great job last night."

The boys she was walking with didn't flinch, but she was SURE Logan could see the expression on her face. What the fuck?! Really, was he really thanking her for last night like that!!

That's when she realized he must have meant about the game. He was trying to be casual. As she reached her next class, she felt like a total dumbass. Why was this making her feel all mixed up inside?

She saw Logan walking through the hall slowly and turned around to walk the other way...smacking into..."Jeremy?!" He stood in front of her, wearing jeans and a button down, and she felt hot under the collar because of the way he was checking her out.

 

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It took Logan several minutes to recover from the embarrassment of his parting comment to Savannah. The knowledge that he probably wouldn't see her again until practice helped, not enough, but a little. His face feeling hot, the coach decided to step into the hallway to get a drink from the water fountain. Unfortunately, as he started back toward the classroom he saw Savannah, who had stopped to talk to Jeremy. Logan felt a momentary pang of jealousy, typical caveman stuff that made him want to go over and put his arm around the beautiful teen in front of Jeremy, to make it clear that she was his...

The thought of him doing something like that was enough of a shock to his system to send him scurrying back to his classroom. It had been a long time since he had felt as stupid as he did as he sat back down and tried to force his thoughts to his next class. He couldn't understand how he was letting things get so crazy. It was one thing to be tempted by a nice piece of ass like Savannah, especially one who constantly seemed to be teasing him, but for him to actually feel jealous when he saw her talking to another guy...a teenage boy...that was out of control.

As the day wore on, Logan convinced himself that he could and should put an end to whatever was happening with Savannah. He could sit her down after practice and just explain that things had gone too far and they should go back to being coach and player, teacher and student. It sounded good, and yet, as the hours passed and they began to move closer and closer to the end of the day and the start of practice, Logan could feel himself beginning to waver. His resolve turned to near panic. He considered for a moment, cancelling practice just so he wouldn't have to face her, but he knew he shouldn't punish the team because of his mistake with Savannah.

Finally, with no other options, Logan packed up his things and headed down the hallway toward the gymnasium. Each step he took seemed to echo in the hall, and he couldn't help but feel like he was walking to a grisly doom.

 

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As Savannah saw Coach Reardon pass, she briefly considered leaning forward and kissing Jeremy, just to show Coach that she wasn't interested in him; that it had just been a mistake. But then Jeremy was teasing her about her short skirt and Logan was out of sight, and Savannah forgot what she had planned on doing.

She giggled loudly, enjoying Jeremy's playful attitude. This was what she needed. "So, I will go with you." She blurted out, loud enough for several people to turn around. Jeremy's face lit up, "Damn, Savannah Waters wants to go to a dance with me!?" The bell rang and he laughed easily. "That's awesome. I'll call you." He leaned forward, pushing her lightly into the lockers, and planted a soft kiss right on her lips. "Bye, gorgeous." And then he was gone.

Savannah made her way to her next class, shocked and pleased. Either he really liked her or he was a great actor. Or both. She giggled, until she say down next to one of her fellow teammates and remembered what she was going to have to deal with later at practice...

 

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The coach felt a strange mixture of relief and disappointment when he stepped into the gymnasium and found that it was empty. Some part of him had hoped that he would find Savannah there, waiting for him, wanting to talk to him, wanting to do more. Seeing that she wasn't there, and yet knowing that soon enough he would have to face her left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Doing his best to push those thoughts out of his head, Logan got the net and the other equipment out and set up before sitting down at the small desk in the equipment room to look over his notes and stats from the match the night before. Overall the team had performed better than he had expected going into the match, but there were definitely a couple of things he wanted them to work on at practice, most notably, serving. They also needed to work on recognizing their blocking assignments, but it would come with time.

A few minutes later, Logan heard the door to the gym open and heard voices. It was almost time for practice and some of the girls were starting to arrive. He could hear them talking as they made their way to the locker room to get dressed. With a sigh, he stood and gathered his clipboard and his notes and stepped out onto the gym floor.

 

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Savannah walked lethargically into the locker room with the other girls, her usual exuberance and giggles nowhere to be seen. Sara and Lila came up next to her as they were changing, chatting as normal, but she just shrugged her shoulders almost brokenheartedly. She just didn't care. She was dreading the moment that she and Logan were in the gym together, which meant it was closer to the moment where the two would actually be forced to sit down alone together and talk.

"Alright girls, let's hit the court." she said, leading the girls out of the locker room and into the gym. "Hey coach," she said calmly, "Everyone's accounted for except Marie. Do you have a note for her?"

 

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Logan felt surprisingly calm when he finally saw Savannah exit the locker room and step out onto the court. Perhaps it was simply because he'd had time to prepare himself for that moment, or perhaps it was because there were so many other girls around that there was no fear that the teenager would say something about the previous night. He waited patiently as the last of the girls gathered around him, doing his best not to make eye contact with Savannah.

"Hey coach," Savannah said, sounding every bit the team captain. "Everyone's accounted for except Marie. Do you have a note for her?"

The coach glanced at Savannah, but then allowed himself to make eye contact with several other players before responding, "No, I haven't heard anything. She's probably just running late. It happens," as the words left his mouth, it occurred to him who he was talking to and a small smirk passed quickly across his face.

"Alright, ladies," he said, standing up straighter. "Congrats on last night's match. I hope you all took a few moments last night or today to enjoy that feeling because now it's time to put it behind you and focus on how we get better. We did a lot of things right last night, but we need to sustain those things and we do that by practicing. We also need to look at what things we can do better so when we play some of the tougher teams on our schedule, we'll be ready."

"Everybody ready to go to work?" he asked.

 

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Savannah just shook her head, wondering if her Coach really was going to end up talking to her about what happened or if he was just planning on going back to normal. He obviously didn't like her or have any sort of feelings, so it wasn't out of the question that he might decide to do that. She would be okay with that. They didn't need to "talk."

Marie walked in as Coach Reardon was talking about last night's game and he just nodded at her. Savannah rolled her eyes and pointed at the clock. Marie blushed apologetically and the Coach continued his speech. All of the girls got up, ready to play, and Savannah simply smiled, "I'm ALWAYS ready, coach." she winked.

 

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Hearing Savannah's comment and seeing her wink at him, Logan nearly tripped over his own foot trying to follow the girls out onto the court. He wasn't sure if she was just responding to his question to the team, or if she was actually trying to tease him. Knowing her, it was the latter. A part of him wanted to respond to her comment, say something witty or flirtatious, but he suppressed the urge, fearing he would just get himself in deeper than he could handle.

As the girls made their way out to the center of the gym floor to start their stretches, the coach found himself walking directly behind Savannah. He couldn't resist a quick glance down at her tight little ass as they walked. The quick glance became a not so quick glance and soon Logan was forcing his eyes somewhere else. Anywhere else. As hard as he'd tried all day to keep his mind off of the extracurricular activities from the night before, he quickly found his mind filled with memories. He could still feel the stuffy warmth of the car, the pounding of his heart in his chest, the taste of Savannah's lips on his, her tongue. Most of all, he could remember the feel of her wet, sticky juices flowing over his fingers and hand as he'd fingered her. He could still remember the smell that had filled the car, the smell of her arousal. He could still remember the sound of her moans as she'd cum.

Shaking off thoughts of the previous night, Logan circled the team of girls shouting out stretches for them to do, and counting off the time for each stretch. As he watched them, making sure they were each performing the stretches correctly and holding them for the entire count, the coach found himself wondering if he would get a chance to be alone with Savannah after practice. And if he did, what he would say to her.

 

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Savannah got through practice pretty easily, allowing herself to get into the game. She didn't find herself distracted by thoughts of the Coach, as he seemed to constantly be doing with her. Every time she said something or bent forward or backwards to pick something up, he seemed to be tripping over himself.

After practice, all of the girls showered and she and a couple of the girls stuck around the shower room to talk about their next few games. Savannah led them into the gym to sit on the bleachers as she talked excitedly about prom and Jeremy. She blushed as the girls continued to tease her about it after she had finished talking about it. Her eyes flitted over towards Coach Reardon to see what he was doing.

 

[Lucifers Tongue]

That particularly night's practice felt like one of the longest practice sessions of Logan's career, and not for the usual reasons. Not because the girls weren't giving it their all, or because they weren't listening or even because he had a million things he needed to get done after practice ended. It was all because he couldn't keep his eyes off of Savannah Waters and he couldn't keep his thoughts from straying back to the events of the night before...the restaraunt...the car...

Supervising the girls as they stretched was bad enough, watching Savannah as she lifted her arms over her head and arched her back, her breasts pushing forward, or watching her spread her legs on the floor and lean forward, but once the scrimmage and drills began and she began to run and jump, it was even worse. Her practice uniform hugged her chest and especially her ass and Logan couldn't resist the sight of her each time she bent over to pick up the ball or dove onto the floor to make a play. The coach was sure that the teenager had noticed his stares, but luckily she hadn't said anything.

When practice finally ended, Logan gathered up the equipment while the girls rushed off to shower and dress. He took his time, still hoping that Savannah might stick around after the other girls left to talk to him. By the time she did emerge from the locker room, the coach was seated at his desk by the equipment room, looking over the hotel arrangements for their next away game. His excitement over seeing that she had indeed stayed turned to dissapointment as he realized that Savannah was with several of the other girls from the team.

He did his best to look disinterested as the girls made their way to the bleachers and sat down, chatting away. He couldn't hear all that was being said but he did hear Jeremy's name several times. He felt a slight pang of jealousy as he realized that the other girls were teasing Savannah about Jeremy. He couldn't really understand what she saw in the arrogant teen boy, but he quickly reminded himself it didn't matter since he was a married man and a teacher and Savannah was just a teenage girl.

Finally frustrated with the fact that he hadn't gotten a chance to speak to the attractive brunette alone, Logan stood and walked back onto the gym floor, heading toward the cluster of girls, "Alright ladies, I think it's time to head home. I need to lock up and get home myself."

 

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Sara slid her arm around one of the other girls from the team and leaned into Savannah, "Jeremy's gonna finally take your precious V-card, isn't he Sav? You're gonna let him bang the unbangable!" She giggled wildly and touched her hip to Savannah's as the other two girls laughed.

"Oh shush! You heard Coach Reardon, he has to go home." She wondered briefly what he was thinking. She knew he could overhear the conversation, which was not only private, but explicit. "Seriously guys, shush!!! It's just prom and we're not even dating. Yet." she added with a whisper.

"Uhnnnn, mmmmm, Jereeeemy," Sara moaned in a mock- Savannah voice, and then added, "Ooooh, UGHN, Savannah," in a grunting, fake-male voice. "Ooooh yes," then "UGHNN OHOHHH," she went back and forth several times until Savannah realized her face was flushed with embarrassment and her pussy was damn with a slight sense of excitement.

"Okay, enough!! Get out of here. I left something in the locker room." she watched as the girls left, giggling, and then headed to get her makeup out of the locker room.

 

[Lucifers Tongue]

Savannah hadn't even made eye contact with him as he'd spoken to the group of girls, which only frustrated Logan all the more as he turned his back and started back toward his office. As he crossed the gym floor he could still hear the other girls joking with Savannah about Jeremy, even going so far as to moan and grunt as if simulating sex. The small twinge of jealousy he had felt earlier was quickly growing into more than just a twinge. Just the thought of Jeremy taking Savannah's virginity caused his chest to tighten and his ears to redden.

He hadn't known until that moment that the teenager was a virgin, but knowing that somehow made him feel even more protective of her. Why, you dirty old man, because you want to be the one to bust her cherry? he asked himself. All because she let you finger her in the front seat of your car? She obviously regrets that it happened or she wouldn't be ignoring you, so just get over it, and get on with your life before you do something you can't walk away from, Logan thought as he stepped back into the small equipment room/office area.

"Savannah, Savannah, Savannah..." he said to himself, exasperated with the whole situation as he sat down behind the desk and hung his head in his hands.

 

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Savannah paced around the locker room for a few minutes, thinking about how she was going to handle things. She couldn't act like an immature kid with this situation. She wanted to stay on the team and have her Coach respect her as much as possible, not think she was a confused little slut just like most every other girl in highschool.

She twirled her gym bag around. He'd made her cum. He'd made her feel so goddamned hot, she wanted to crawl out of her own skin. He was gorgeous. And he was married. What the fuck was she thinking, letting any of that happen?!?!

She shook her head and walked out of the locker room, through the gym, and past the office area as she headed out,
"Umm....did you call me?" Savannah said, perplexed at why the Coach was calling her name exasperatedly.

 

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"Umm....did you call me?" a voice rang out from the doorway. Logan looked up to see Savannah standing there, a slightly confused look on her face, her bag slung over her shoulder. That was when he realized that she hadn't left with the other girls and that she had overheard him as he'd repeated her name.

"Uh..yeah, I thought I saw you come back in," he said, pretending that he really had been calling out to her. "Just wanted to make sure everything was alright, make sure you weren't looking for me..."

Okay, that sounded incredibly pathetic! Maybe you could just pass her a note in class and ask her if she likes you, you dumb fuck! The coach stood up, but remained behind his desk, "I was thinking that maybe we should talk about last night...about what happened in the car."

 

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Savannah's eyebrows raised as he seemed to grasp for some kind of excuse for having called her, his answer coming out awkward and fake. "Oh, okay... Yeah, I forgot my makeup. Need anything else?" She hoped desperately that the couch wasn't going to ask her anything about last night or what happened in the car. She really didn't want to talk about it, especially with all the possible repercussions.

But, no, today was not her lucky day. He brought it up immediately. Her face flushed as she shifted awkwardly from foot to foot. She opened her mouth to answer and that's when she heard the gym door answer. From his place at his desk, he couldn't see the doorway, but she could. In walked Julie with their kid in the stroller.

Julie.

His wife.

Their kid.

She snapped out of it immediately, putting a giant smile on her face and striding over to greet them, "Oh, hi! And hello there, little cutie!" Their kid, Ben, smiled widely at her and put his arms up, "Uppy! Uppy, Sannanna!" She was shocked that he remembered her name, as they had only met a few times after practice or games. She giggled and bent down, as he wobbled out of his stroller and into her arms.

"How have you been, Savannah?" Julie said calmly. Savannah briefly wondered if Julie ever got jealous or suspicious of Logan and his job.

 

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When Logan saw Savannah turn away from him as if she didn't want to make eye contact, he was sure that she was just going to ignore his question and walk away, so much so that he actually started after her, determined to stop her, to make her confront whatever it was that had developed between the two of them. An instant later, he realized that the teenager wasn't ignoring him but was instead reacting to the sound of the gym door opening.

Damnit! He needed to have this conversation with Savannah, to clear the air, to find out just what she was thinking. As he saw the smile spread across the brunette's face, he wondered if he would be able to get rid of whichever student had walked in. The coach stepped from behind his desk and started toward the door just behind Savannah, but before he reached the doorway he heard his son's voice.

Logan froze, realizing that it was Julie who had walked in. He felt his heart skip a beat and his chest tighten at the thought of his wife walking in while he and Savannah were alone in the office. It was true that nothing had happened, and nothing was going to happen, but there was no escaping the intense feelings of guilt that seemed to wash over Logan. Because whether he had wanted to admit it or not, he had wanted something to happen, and that was enough...

As the coach emerged from the small office he saw Savannah lifting Ben into the air while Julie looked on, smiling. "Hey what are you guys doing here? Practice is over, I was just getting ready to head home," Logan said as he joined the trio on the gym floor, careful to not even look at Savannah.

"We've been out trying to get some errands taken care of and we were running a little late, so I thought maybe we'd just stop by and take you to dinner instead of cooking," Julie explained. "I swear this trip is going to be more trouble than it's worth. I think I'm finally ready though, well, except for one thing..." her voice trailed off.

"What?" Logan asked, following his wife's eyes toward Savannah who was still carrying Ben around.

"Well, we do still need a babysitter while I'm gone," Julie said, smiling at the beautiful teen girl knowingly. "Savannah?"

Oh God, no! Logan thought, realizing what his wife was suggesting, alarm bells going off in his head.

 

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Savannah twirled a chuckling Ben around in little circles, dipping him every so often, as Coach Reardon and his wife spoke. She could see how uncomfortable Logan looked and it hadn't gone unnoticed how quickly he'd emerged from his office, even before he had known who had entered the gym. Savannah wasn't sure if she was relieved to be free of the conversation they had been about to have, or if she felt awkward in the situation at hand.

Although the two hadn't been caught doing anything in his office, she sure felt like they had. Especially considering her current skimpy attire, volleyball related or not.

Suddenly, however, Julie was talking to Logan about her upcoming vacation and seeing how Savannah (not for the first time) and Ben were getting along so well, asked gently if she would babysit. She swallowed hard. She liked Ben a lot and she could use the money. Plus, its not like she and Coach R hadn't spent time together before. It would be fine.

"Ben is a little angel, how could I say no! How long will you be gone for? I never offered to babysit before; I always figured you had a regular sitter!"

 

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"Well, we are leaving on Tuesday afternoon and we'll be back late Sunday night," Julie answered, the tone in her voice somewhere between desperate and hopeful as she smiled at the teenager who was twirling Ben in circles.

Logan watched the whole conversation play out in front of him, knowing from the moment his wife had mentioned their need for a babysitter, exactly how it would end. It was like watching a car crash. He couldn't look away even as he saw the horror unfold, he couldn't speak. He just stood there, essentially ignored by both of the women as they discussed a decision that would undoubtedly cause him nothing but stress and heartache.

"We would need someone to watch Ben on Wednesday because Logan has to be at the school board meeting that night," Julie explained, glancing over at the ycoach who did his best not to let the apprehension he was feeling register on his face. "And then Thursday night Logan tudors two middle school students. They come to the house for the lessons but I don't want Ben to be a distraction so it would be better if a sitter could be there. And then Saturday night is Logan's poker night. I really don't want him to have to cancel because of me." As Julie finished listing the specific nights that they would need a babysitter, Ben pulled free from Savannah and dashed over to his father, wrapping his arms around Logan's knees.

"I like Sannanna, Daddy. She's pretty," the coach smiled down at his son, but didn't dare look toward his wife or the teenage girl.

"All together it'll probably be about 10 hrs," Julie continued. "We can offer you $150 if you're interested?"

Logan could feel his heart stop beating as he waited to hear what Savannah would say to the offer, but apart of him already knew that she was going to say yes. It was almost inevitable. What he didn't know was whether he wanted her to accept or not. On the one hand, the idea of having the beautiful teen in his home while his wife was away on vacation terrified him, but on the other hand, the possibility excited him.

 

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Savannah's mind whirled. She knew she should say no. She should lie or make up an excuse as to why she couldn't. But every part of her wanted to say yes. And she needed the money. No, not "and". That was why she needed to take the babysitting work. For the money. She would say yes to anyone asking. She probably wouldn't even see Logan very much.

"I'd be glad to help, Julie. I'm sure Ben will be a cute little handful, but I know how stressful it can be to try to find a babysitter. Wouldn't want you to hire someone you couldn't trust." She winked right at Coach Reardon and then turned back to Julie.

"Would you like my phone number or should I take yours?" She smiled broadly.

"And by the way, Ben, thank you. I think you're pretty too!" She smiled again, this time down at Ben and then at Logan.

 

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"I'd be glad to help, Julie."

And just like that it was all over, Logan realized. Or maybe it had just begun, he thought to himself as he looked up in time to see Savannah wink in his direction. He was sure this was going to end badly, even if he couldn't quite say how. And yet, he had to admit that he was in some way interested in seeing just how the sexy teen would behave once Julie was out of town and she was alone with him in his house. Would they pick up where they'd left off in her car, or would she do like she usually did and completely surprise him in some way?

While the coach showed his son the equipment room, Julie discussed a couple of more details with Savannah and exchanged phone numbers with the girl, "Well, I should get the little man home. Honey, are you heading home now?" she asked, raising her voice slightly.

"Yep, I just have to lock up and then grab my things from my classroom, then I'll be on the way home," Logan responded emerging from the back with Ben on his shoulders.

"Thanks again, Savannah. You're a lifesaver," Julie said as she pulled Ben down and sat him in his stroller. "I'll see you at home," she said to Logan, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before turning and heading out of the gym, leaving Logan alone once again with Savannah.

 

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Savannah grinned at Julie and waved at Ben as the two left, genuinely having enjoyed their exchange and getting to see Ben. He was such an adorable, happy little boy. He and Julie must never fight, Savannah pondered as she looked up at Coach Reardon. She had sensed a slight discomfort between the two as she had asked her husband if he was heading home, but figured it couldn't have been because of herself, considering Julie had just given her a free card into their home alone with Logan.

She shook her head free of thoughts and smiled, "Well, maybe I can make a few extra bucks as a cocktail waitress to your poker night!" She swung her bag over her shoulder, "Or extra entertainment... I've been told once or twice I have a stripper's ass!" she blushed after she said it. What the fuck is wrong with me?!!? she screamed inside her head, embarrassed.

 

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Silence descended on the gym as the sound of the door closing finally faded, leaving Logan staring at the exit his wife had just disappeared through. He had been so sure all day that he wanted to have a chance to talk to Savannah alone, but now, after Julie had made her unexpected appearance, Logan found himself unsure what he wanted to say or what he expected the teenage girl to say.

"Well, maybe I can make a few extra bucks as a cocktail waitress to your poker night! Or extra entertainment... I've been told once or twice I have a stripper's ass!" Savannah's voice shattered the thick pane of silence between the two of them.

Logan's eyes locked on the teenager's face, trying desperately to read her thoughts even as he pushed away the images of her tight little ass which had immediately begun to flood his mind. Does she have any idea what she does to me? the coach asked himself as he stared at her. "Who tells you that, Jeremy?"

Okay, where the fuck did that come from? Could I have sounded more like a jealous ex-boyfriend?

 

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Savannah regretted the last part of her statement immediately, shame rushing to her cheeks still in the form of blood. She was about to apologize; about to take it all back, when she heard the next thing out of Coach Reardon's mouth.

Her eyebrows shot up, and she struggled to think before she retorted immediately. She fought with herself, trying to decide how she should come back to that completely inappropriate question.

"Oh yeah, Jeremy and all the other guys on the football team who I have obviously slept with and shown my ass to." she shook her head, disgusted. "No, really. Nobody in this school has seen my ass... YET. But that seems like a great idea, let's see if Jeremy thinks so." She had worked herself up into a little bit of a rage, and she glanced at the door of the gym, deciding she was in the clear.

With that, she walked over to the full length mirror on one side of the gym, on the wall of Logan's office, and pulled down her volleyball shorts. Underneath she wore a tight pair of boyshorts. She hiked them up a bit, so her ass was almost completely exposed, and snapped a photo of it in the mirror. She glanced at it to make sure it was a clear pic, then sent it to Jeremy with a quick message, "Do u think I should wear boyshorts to the prom? Just wanted ur opinion." she read aloud as she sent it off.

"Should only take him a second to respond, since he's a guy, and all the guys only obviously think about fucking me, right?"

 

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Red faced and frustrated with his inability to keep his cool around the flirtatious teenage girl, Logan braced himself for Savannah's inevitable response. She didn't disappoint, that was for sure, her voice rising as she responded with a sarcastic comment about having slept with the entire football team. He bit back a response as she stormed across the gym floor. At first logan thought Savannah was heading toward his office but then she stopped in front of the mirror.

"Sava--" he never finished what he was about to say because before he could finish, the teen pulled a camera from her bag and then without any warning, pulled her shorts down around her knees. Logan stared in disbelief as Savannah proceeded to pull her underwear up exposing most of her ass cheeks to him and the mirror. For a moment he forgot that she was angry with him and allowed himself to appreciate just how perfect the teenager's ass appeared to be. Way better than any stripper I've ever seen...

"Should only take him a second to respond, since he's a guy, and all the guys only obviously think about fucking me, right?"

Logan stared at her, wondering what it was about his question that had gotten under her skin so thoroughly. Usually it was Savannah who was making comments to get under his skin. Somehow, the fact that the tables had been turned didn't make him feel any better.

"And how many of them have fingered you in their car in front of your house?" he said, his voice sounding cold and distant to his own ears.