Coach Wilder speaks to you. Tony has to go

"Coach Watts! Mr. Carrollton!" Alice Wilder exclaims happily as she walks towards you. "So good of you to come and see the girls work out. I see a great improvement in attitude from our three problems Coach Watts. Thank you so much for your help with that. It's too bad Ms. Naylor saw fit to paddle them, but I have to admit their behaviour is much better today." She gives you a beaming smile before turning to Tony. "And Julia is doing so well! She's such a natural leader and is so good at taking the initiative. You must be a very proud father."

"Very," he says with a wolfish smile. "I have you to thank for a lot of that Coach Wilder."

"Alice, please! At least while we're here without an audience!"

"Then I insist on Tony," he replies, oozing charm and offering his hand which she accepts with a soft giggle.

"So it is," she bubbles happily. "Tony and Alice and Brian! Oh...the girls are back. I must run. Bye!" She gives you both flashing grin before scampering off to her charges, her rump wobbling delightfully.

"I swear to God I'm gonna tap that ass this year," Tony growls as he watches her trot away.

The two of you watch the rest of the practice. Alice puts the girls through a series of routines that to your inexpert eye look pretty good. Sober, Rina, Bethany and Brianna are among the most skilled of the group, supple and elastic and graceful. Grace is almost their equal, her slender sylph like body the one usually chosen for lifts and throws. Julia is among the strongest, and seems to have an unending supply of cheerful energy, continually encouraging the others.

"God, it's hard to think when all the blood drains out of your brain to fill your cock," Tony chuckles. "I could watch this all evening, but I guess I better go find my wife. When she's with that slut Marcia Wolcott, who knows what she'll get up to. I'm likely to find the two of them under a couple of Mexican gardeners. You coming Coach?"

"I think I'll watch a little longer," you answer with a smile and a handshake. You've had enough of Tony Carrollton for one meeting. More than enough for that matter, but you don't want to make an enemy of a powerful parent. "Next time you visit, maybe we can get together and tap Millie again."

"That's a plan!" he grins. "And you scout around and see what other loose poon is ready for some fucking. We'll have ourselves a little party. Good meeting you Coach. Always good to meet a man with similar tastes." He gives you a hearty handshake and a slap on the back before walking back towards the main campus.

You turn back and lean on the fence, noticing that several girls favour you with lingering glances. Millie, who has basically stared at you all practice; Julia, with a conspiratorial grin; Grace, with impish curiosity; the trio of Rina, Bethany and Brianna with watchful intensity; and Janet, with smouldering promise in her dark eyes.