I pulled on a robe and opened the door.It was Regina, Gina she was called. She had on her hotel robe and she was sobbing."Coach G, I need to talk to s...meone"I didn't know what to do. I let her in the room."What's going on Gina?" My boyfriend just called me and he's breaking up" That's terrible" I said"Excuse me, I need to use the rest room"As I pissed I struggled with how to deal with this. She should be with the assistant coach, or one of her friends.Gina is not a. of the bathroom, Gina had. Just like no lady is gonna let you touch her like your Momma lets you.“No, Momma. I made my own job. I’m advising an office worker, and I’m managing a young entertainer.”“No more lies, Son. Momma’s ears hurt when you lie. Now eat your meat, you foolish nigger.” Mrs. Jackson dug a handful of meatloaf and pushed it up her cunt. “Nobody has meat as good as your Momma makes.He nodded respectfully and fell to the task, mouth wide, tongue lapping, eyes glazed over. He was numb. I’d seen him like that. More

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