truth hurts

jocelyn schaffer, 30, volleyball coach. 

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[jocelyn-schaffer]

dcngeroushrt‌:

        she held one of the balls at her hip, drawing in a deep breathe. maybe she spoke to soon, but then again it was probably best she got it out now then later. ‘coach    —  she basically aimed the ball at everyone’s head, need I say,     intentionally,    during practice and I don’t think sweet is a good term for her     —      maybe the seed of chucky,  but not sweet ,’ she refutes, now wondering if those were the right words to even end with.  ‘ but it’s your call coach , that’s what we were discussing after practice, ’ she admitted, hoping to lessen the blow if her coach thought otherwise.

jocelyn couldn’t help letting out a laugh. maybe the girl had seen a side to the new member that jocelyn couldn’t see, but she considered herself a good judge of character. “i’ll give her one more practice. that sound fair? if you still hate her at that point... i’ll consider letting her go. but you do realize, we’d need to replace her, right?”

[jocelyn-schaffer]

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as someone who fell into the clumsy category, lola quite understood not wanting to make a fool out of yourself. “yes, of course.” eagerly, she reached for some of the papers to alleviate the burden of the woman. “where are we going?” 

“just my office, it’s not that far. you’re a godsend, really.” she told her, holding the papers she had close to her chest as she led the other to her office. “i’m not keeping you from anything important, am i?”

[jocelyn-schaffer]

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❛  a  specialty  of  mine,  ❜  she  notes,  accepting  the  little  jab  for  now.  the  compliment,  however,  is  welcome;  to  her  question,  morena  gives  a  non - committal  shrug.  she’ll  find  something  formfitting,  to  be  sure.  ❛  well,  i  don’t  know  about  you,  but  i  don’t  have  much  to  do  for  the  next  hour  or  two.  ❜  she  remains  seated,  holding  jocelyn’s  gaze.  ❛  i  wouldn’t  be  opposed  to  some  intimate  time  together  if  you  don’t  have  anywhere  to  be  before  dinner.  ❜

all this from asking for a hole puncher. thank god morena was actually gay, or else this would’ve ended as quickly as it’d started. “you know...” she walked to the other side of the desk, hands on either side of morena’s chair as she leaned down to speak quieter and closer to her. “if you wanna fuck me, all you have to do is ask.”

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[jocelyn-schaffer]

salacioustm‌:

she  took  the  request  in  stride,  giving  a  simple  nod  yes,  but  her  expression  was  playful;  she  eased  herself  forward,  elbows  rested  on  her  desk.  ❛  don’t  do  a  good  job  of  displaying  it,  do  i ?  ❜  there’s  a  genuine  smile  that  grows  though.  it’s  rare  that  she’s  asked  to  do  something  more  than  …  well,  that.  ❛  name  the  time  and  the  place,  i’ll  come  pick  you  up.  do  you  have  any  other  shameless  compliments  you’d  like  to  give  me ?  ❜

“you’ll pick me up? so gentlemanly of you.” she teased, laughing a little as she stood up straight and crossed her arms over her chest. “i think i should start holding my cards a little closer to my chest. don’t want you to get a big head.” she joked, biting her lip before speaking again. “i bet your body would look fucking sickening in a red dress. you gonna dress up for me and everything?”

[jocelyn-schaffer]

it wasn’t often that jocelyn worked on her laptop in the cafeteria, but when she did, she remembered why she barely ever got any work done. jocelyn tended to be pretty nosy when people were talking around her, especially if they were a little louder. she leaned over to the girl who was sitting next to her, smiling as she caught her attention. “can’t believe that girl doesn’t just dump the loser.” she said with a light laugh. @emmielaw​

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jocelyn was starting to make a habit of carrying way too many damn papers, so she was glad to see someone who could help her. “hey, you mind carrying something for me? i’m at the point where i’d fuckin’... kiss anyone who saved me from falling on my ass. embarrassing myself in public is not my preferred way to make an entrance.” she teased, laughing a little. @snsualiss​

[jocelyn-schaffer]

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brown  eyes  lit  up  some,  just  barely,  watching  the  woman  lick  her  lips.  it  produced  the  faintest  hint  of  a  smile,  even  moreso  when  she  heard  her  speak.  ❛  i’m  a  lesbian  miss  schaffer,  so,  ❜  she  raises  a  hand,  expectantly,  eyes  locked  on  the  woman  across  her  desk.  ❛  please,  continue.  you  were  doing  so  well.  ❜

jocelyn’s stomach jumped slightly when she heard the words leave her mouth and she set the hole puncher back down on her desk, flipping her hair over her shoulder before resting both hands on her desk as she looked at her. “in that case, i’d love to go to dinner with you. talk about hole punchers. and other things.” she teased, a wide smile on her face. “i could watch your lips move for hours.”

[jocelyn-schaffer]

work wasn’t necessarily stressing her out, but it wasn’t making her feel calm either, and she’d much rather go out to get a drink than head home to her monstrous stepchildren. she stopped by her favorite bar, smiling widely when she saw one of her favorite colleague/bartenders. “hey, brie. glad you’re working tonight, i need someone to talk to. mind makin’ me a gin and tonic? heavy on the gin?” @ofxbriefxroses​

[jocelyn-schaffer]

salacioustm‌:

she  just  nods  along;  she  was  always  organized  on  principle,  one  doesn’t  get  a  doctorate  without  those  skills,  but  she  could  offer  a  kind  smile  regardless.  however,  when  she  spoke,  morena  couldn’t  help  but  lean  back  into  her  seat  just  a  little  more,  gaze  locked  on  the  woman  in  front  of  her.  ❛  i  appreciate  the  compliment,  miss  schaffer,  ❜  she  responded,  a  genuine  tone  in  her  voice.  though,  one  leg  slowly  lifted  over  the  other  as  she  crossed  them,  hands  pooled  in  her  lap.  ❛  is  that  really  all  you’re  going  to  say ?  ❜

she watched the brunette sit back, licking her lips as she kept her eyes on her. “well, what do you mean? i could keep going, but i don’t wanna come on too strong. don’t even know if you swing my way, babe.” she told her, glad that she hadn’t worn her wedding ring to this little meeting.