The sex with Jasmine continued and while having sex with her daughter was out of the picture. Our fuck sessions became more rampant. We fucked everywhere we could, even at work.
I had bent her over a stack of pallets and fucked her as hard as I could while Terrence was shopping somewhere in the store.
Jasmine stated that she was only doing it because Terrence wasn't getting anything on the home front. I couldn't care less about the reason. All I cared about was the results.
"Hi," a voice said while I was building a display at the front of the store.
"Hello," I said and turned to see a woman I vaguely remembered.
"Don't remember me do you?" the woman asked with a smile.
Then it struck me like lightning hitting a tree. "Sarah!" I almost shouted.
"Say it a bit louder, I don't think the other county heard you," Sarah laughed.
Sarah Reynolds had been the head cheerleader and the object of every man's fantasies back in the day. In comparison, most cheerleaders were blonde-haired, blue-eyed and sporting thin but athletic bodies. Sarah had raven black hair and a body that could be on the cover of any busty magazine.
We all wondered how she would do the poses and flips and things without them falling out.
"So," I said, looking up at her hair. Gone was the raven black for brown hair.
"Yeah, went back to my natural color," Sarah said. "Also opted to get them reduced straight after high school," she said as she caught me staring at her chest.
"Sorry, force of habit," I smiled.
"Well, they aren't there anymore," Sarah laughed. "Went to a more natural B, if you were going to ask what they are now."
In my head, I screamed and had a boob funeral for her massive GG's that she had back in high school.
"So, this is where the great Turbo is working now?" Sarah smiled, staring around the store.
"Yeah, it's not much but hopefully it will get me back on my feet," I said as I finished building the display.
"No shame in a hard days work, my father used to say," Sarah nodded.
"What are you doing these days?" I asked.
"I am a teacher at our old high school," Sarah said.
"No way," I smiled. "I thought you would have been long gone from here."
"Nope, Dad got sick, Mom left, so I stayed and helped with everything, went to the local college and became a teacher, then Dad passed, and I got married, same old, small-town story," Sarah shrugged.
"Who got the privilege?" I asked as she walked with me to the back of the store.
"You won't like it," Sarah shook her head.
"Don't," I said as there was only one name, I knew she would say that I wouldn't like.
"Yup," Sarah nodded. "Four years and three months."
"Wow, he is all sorts of lucky, isn't he?" I shook my head.
"I'm the lucky one, he is a hardworking man, trying to make sure this small town doesn't disappear like the rest of them," Sarah said with a straight face.
"I hear you, I do, maybe I should meet him, bury the old hatchet so to speak," I said as I bailed the boxes.
"Well," Sarah said as she looked at me.
"That's the reason you came down here," I shook my head.
"Dinner on us, he would like to meet you," Sarah said.
"I have never been one to turn down a free meal," I shrugged.
"Thank you, I will let him know," Sarah said as she walked out of the backroom.
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"Now you don't go and fuck this up," Terrence said as I got ready to leave. "Craig and his brother have done wonderous things for this town and...."
"Do you want me to get his autograph for you?" I replied. "You've been going on and on about him since I got home."
"If you were half the man those two had turned out to be you wouldn't be living in my house!" Terrence shouted back at me.
Point taken, I nodded my defeat and walked out of the door. He was right, of course. I had every opportunity to make it, not just in sports in retail as well. I could be a district manager or higher by now, but I had ruined that as well as many other more significant opportunities.
Whatever Craig had in mind for me, I would try to listen with an open mind.
"A Mascot!" I yelled a little too loud at the dinner table.
"Not just any Mascot, the rocket," Craig said as he smiled back at me.
Craig hadn't changed a bit; it was as if someone had held his feet down and yanked on his head and shoulders to make him a little bit taller.
Everything else about him was exactly the same, even those stupid glasses.
"Now Keith," Sarah started to say.
"No, you want me to dress up like a rocket and dance and parade myself at the school games," I said as I looked at Craig.
"More like hop," Craig smiled. "It will bring in crowds seeing the old turbo back supporting his home team."
"They already have a mascot, it's a bull!" I said.
I was trying to be open-minded, but I wasn't going to dress up like a rocket and hop around while people laughed at me.
"It won't only be the games, we can do television commercials, mall appearances," Craig said. "I am trying to get the football team some more coverage, they haven't been winning a lot lately," he said as he looked at me.
"Then let me help there," I said. "Let me go down to the coach and offer some assistance."
Sarah looked at her husband. "The coach could do with some help," she said.
Craig thought for a second. "Turbo back on the field," he said over and over as if he was thinking it over. "I like it, but only if the coach agrees."
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"No!" Coach Grieves shouted as I entered his office.
"Craig and his monkey brother already called me this morning," Grieves said as he shouted at me.
"Why not?" I asked.
"I remember you being the hot shot, always doing things your way," Grieves shook his head.
Leon Grieves was one of the assistant coaches when I left, now he was the head coach, and he was still holding a grudge by the sounds of things.
Not to say there wasn't a reason that he shouldn't. The rest of the team, as well as myself, gave him hell. One day we lifted his car and moved it onto the field just as the sprinklers came on, it wouldn't have been bad, but we opened all the doors as well as the sunroof.
"I was a teen," I tried to say, "Didn't you do stupid things when you were our age?"
"No," Grieves said. "We respected our elders, as well as their property."
"Okay, and I am sure, you have some troublemakers on the team now, right?"
Grieves looked up at me for the first time since I entered his office.
