Eyes Up Here.

I am Coach Myerson and will be addressed as such. Do not piss me off.

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DON'T COME IN.

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Butch? I don’t— Okay. Well there’s a really good Thai place not far from here?

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..............I am so, so, so, so, sorry! Anthony....

Thai. That sounds good. Yes. Lets go.

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DON'T COME IN.

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Yes, if that’s all right.

Great! Whatever you’re in the mood for.

[coach-eileen]

I can do that, Butch. I don't have any particular cravings, so you pick.

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Eileen snorts and lets her nails slide up and down his chest as she leans forward once more to kiss his neck, nipping and sucking at it. She could feel him getting harder underneath her and that made her feel confident enough to use one of her hands to cup him through his pants, rubbing him slowly.

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Falling back on the bed with an oof. Liam smirked up at the woman before he quickly tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. “That’s more like it.” He whispered as he laid back again.

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Eileen rolls her eyes, takes the shirt she just put on off and crawls on top of him, straddling his waist. "You think you can handle me?" She laughs and digs her nails into his chest. "You're really funny, you know that?" She leans forward and kisses him roughly, barley waiting to shove her tongue in his mouth. If he was cocky enough to think that Eileen was going to submit to him, he was very, very, wrong.

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Aw, that’s all? Show me what you got, coach.

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I’ll let you know.

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I don't wait long.

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So what is it going to be?

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Many, many things.

[coach-eileen]

Well, I guess your curiosity is going to have to be the thing that makes this decision for you. You know where to find me.

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Because they’re dude, they know what it looks like and they have their own so it’s no biggy. You’re a girl, which makes it a totally different story. 

[coach-eileen]

A lot of the guys here seem to forget I am a girl sometimes. Which yes, I'm tough, but that doesn't mean I need a dick to be as such.

[coach-eileen]

DON'T COME IN.

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I don’t know if I trust you or not.

[coach-eileen]

I don't know if I trust you either. Mutual distrust. What could possibly go wrong?

[coach-eileen]

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Please, inform me.

[coach-eileen]

You come to my office, and find out.

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I, uh. Didn’t know if you were doing anything on the day off or if you’d want to get lunch or something?

[coach-eileen]

You want to get lunch? With me?

Okay.

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DON'T COME IN.

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If only there was a way to test this theory.

[coach-eileen]

First you imply I'm ugly, now you want to see if you can handle me?

You make no sense to me. Though there is a way to test it,

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DON'T COME IN.

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In a school full of boys, you know they’ve got to be a little curious, but it’s probably not the first time they’ve seen a naked lady.  

[coach-eileen]

Why do I feel like that if I was a man they would have barged in?

[coach-eileen]

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DON'T COME IN.

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I think I could.

[coach-eileen]

Not even a little bit.