Father or Uncle?

Coach eyes shifted from his chatting students to Lester Hart, who sent him a wave which stiffened his face. He lifted himself to his feet and threaded past them. “Coach, where are you going? I want to ask you something?” his back shivered and stopped in his tracks, as the room suddenly quietened. He turned around, said “Draven, can you hold on for a minute? I need to grab myself a drink… a beer, I guess”

Draven snickered, said “Sure you can go but there aren’t any stalls that sell beer”

“Oh, thanks…” he walked out of the dugout with quick strides, almost knocking the doors of Draven’s suspicion. He tilted his head to Becky. She said, “Are thinking what am I thinking?”

Draven tightened his grip on her hips and pulled her closer with a grin. “You mean make out in the washroom?”

Becky leaned into him, bit his ear and said in a stern tone. “That would be ho

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