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———————– Selena’s POV: After practice, Coach called me to her office. It was late and I think everyone had probably gone home by then. I got to her office at the exact moment she was putting her shirt on, so I had seen her lime green bra and her perfectly curved body. God, was I really check her out? I knock on the door and pretend that I hadn’t seen anything. No POV: Coach: [notices Selena at the door] Oh, come in sweetie. Selena: [walking in] You wanted to talk to me. Coach: [gesturing to a seat and sitting at her own desk on the opposite side] Take a seat, Selly. Selena: [sits] Coach: [watches Selena's still sweaty body move, licking her lips] Selena: [doesn't notice, still thinking about Miley] Coach: [gets her attention] Selly, I observed some sort of personal tyranny towards one of the other players, Miley Cyrus. Is that right? Selena: I guess. Coach: Well, I know you the team captain and it’s not really my place to tell you how to coach your team, but be mindful of the game. This is about soccer, not [staring at Selena's boobs, gulps a little, and looks back up at her] your personal feelings. I have to ask that you leave that off the field. Cool? Selena: [oblivious to her staring] Yes, maam. It won’t happen again. Coach: And another thing. [leans in closer to Selena] Selena: [confused] Coach: [gestures for her to come closer] Selena: [a little afraid, moves closer] Coach: [viciously grabs Selena’s face and crashes her lips into Selena <b>…</b>
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