Coach #13 by Paladin Ralph thought at the sight of Larrys old car with the stretch limos lined up at the gate.

Ralph had no choice. He buzzed them all in and went to great his guests.

Two rugged looking men and a leathery old woman arrived at the barn. Larry pulled around back.

"Who was that. that man in the old car." the old woman demanded. "Surely his is not a buyer. I thought you were holding an exhibit for buyers only. If he is here to observe I'm leaving. I don't want his kind looking over our sport."

"Now now Ms Fransis, that be my helper. I uses him to do odd jobs. You don't needs to worry. I keep him out of sight working in the barn. You'll go out to yard ring and look um over. Angela and little Betty be there already." Ralph improvised.

"That bitch.here. I thought I recognized the car. Buzz me out I do not associate with her kind." the old woman said and started for her limo.

"Yea go on home you old bitty. You are too old for this sport anyway." one of the men said.

"George I'm young enough to have taken the blue ribbon from you twice." the old woman said stopping to answer the mans challenge to her competence.

"Luck. That's what it was Stella. I'll whip the panties off you this time, specially if this new one is young like Ralph here says." George replied.

Stella thought.

"On second thought I'll stay but Ralph you keep that bitch Angela away from me. Her kind discusses me. Her and her." Stella said.

"You'll go on out there and I be getting something cold to drink for you'se." Ralph said hurrying to the barn and to take care of his unforeseen problem, Larry.

When he got there he scolded at the other black man.

"Niggar what you doing here. I got portant people here looking over the fillies and you be queering the deal. I knowed I ought to shoot your ass off first time I see'd you. I going to get my shot gun and ventilate your ass for sure now!" Ralph shouted.

"Listen man. I goes where I wants, and them's is my prop." Larry began.

The producer rushed out between the two angry black men intent on killing one another.

"Ralph.Ralph baby. Don't do it. You'll scare off the customers and get us all in deep shit. Stop and think a minute. Larry here is just protecting his investment. This is his first time. Have a heart. The boy is young! Clam down! He probably got his dick up for the old one and drove out here for a little suckie suckie. You were young once your self, and I seen you doing that with the bitches this morning. Have a heart. Remember the bottom line is all that counts."

"Well. the boy be an annoying niggar. I still thinks I ought to ventilate his ass for him.but well . I gots to get some ice and the portable bar cart for the customers. I can't leav's them white women together for no time. Them's be blood all over the ring." Ralph said hurrying to the ice box and loading the bars ice bucket and cart for his customers. "You'll stays out of sight. Them folks be kind of skittish over strangers."

"Spook you do this just to see my old blood pressure shoot up. I told you to CALL FIRST!" the producer started at a grinning Larry. "Don't just stand there grinning like some ignorant porch monkey. Why are you here screwing up the deal here?"

"You'll going to sell um off and cut me out. and I caught you. You'll be out to cheat this poor old nigar, and here I comes here with a." Larry began.

"Spook, Not again! I thought you wanted to be a wining coach. Get up in the sports ranks. I mean, yea . you show a flair for the pussy business but well I thought you wanted to stay legit. Well I mean." The producer admonished the smirking black man.

"Look I done tried it legit. I won the championship. Sure I cheated but the bitch, opposing coach cheated too. I just cheated better than that pussy done, and what it get me. Problems, just cause them pussies rum off at their teams loss." Larry grinned and went on, "Now my team wins, by extra effort. through my motivations. and again I gets people looking at me funny. Today a bitch from the local news comes over and sticks a microphone in my face and bothers me bout the disappearance of some opposing team member pussies."

"Not that cute little red headed witch on channel 35. She digs and digs. She will bury you even if you were innocent." the producer interjected.

"Yea well, I shined her on while she done had the crew with her. but I had the boys, some of um be into cars and shit, fix her ride to stall out bout a mile down the road." Larry related with a wide toothy grin, "Then had Tim drive over with his old van. Pussy soo relieved she practically jumped into the van with that fine young boy."

"Course then Washington, Jucy and some of the other boys in the back done got busy with her ass all the way back to the football field. Bitch don been down right annoying, for a while, but my boys be real persuasive when they puts their minds to it."

"Frank drive her ride to the old neighborhood and wipe it down and leave the keys in it. Those little sporty jobs hold a real attraction for the brothers. Be wrecked or stripped afore nightfall."

"I drives Frank back to the field and there nice as you please the boys done lined up and taking her two at a time. Real organized them boys. Real team work. Bitch be real tired.but cooperative by then. I stands there till Frank done had his time, but when I steps up to the pussy the boys shows me the tampon they done stuck in bitches ass. On the string is a little card scribbled. 'Saved for the best coach in the world'. Ain't that a bitch."

"Spook you are bringing tears to my eyes. The loyalty.the team spirit.the little bastards love your bad black ass. Now where is the pussy?" the producer demanded, with a noticeable tenting in his pants.

"Man hold your puny white cut dick. I telling you a story. Now listen or I goes and takes my pussy with me. You'll be doing me dirty here, I be hurt." Larry said with a pout on his black face.

"All right tell your damn story but give me the condensed version. I don't think my balls be able to take the long black version." The hurting producer demanded rubbing his stiff boner.

"Yea. let me see.where was I. we done got to the part."

"The card you bastard. Your black ass was all shook as they saved her ass hole for you big black dick." the producer offered to speed up the story. He knew that Larry was playing with him but the red headed bitch on channel 35. She was worth the wait, if he could hold on till the end.

"If you going to take that attitude, I go on out and tell Ralph my tale. He being black, he preciate the sentiment of those boys." Larry said to torture the obviously hurting white man.

"Please tell me.the dam tale but be quick about it." the producer ordered.

"Well let me see" Larry began stroking his black jaw. A row of white teeth showed his smile at the mans attentive look. "There I be. Bitch be there afore me on her hands and knees. Josh's cock spewing in her mouth and her ass be mine all mine. Them wonderful lads. Sure the pussy be dripping but. well. it be the thought that counts. So I takes out my old licorice stick and feeds it to her virgin territory. Bitch shows lots of emotion. (Them white womens really loves my old snake up then tight little holes, you know.) I fights to get's it inside. She wiggles like she one those snake dancers, but I hold's on and I gains a dick hold in the hole."

"Bitch must be overcome with emotion, cause she spit out old Josh's dick but the boy put it right back. (Boy be persistent little fucker.) Probably scrapped her tonsils on the way down."

"She commenced to doing the snake dance thing again so I slammed it home. (Figured it be a kick to feel that action from the inside.) Man oh man, that bitch must be double jointed to get that action she put on old Josh and me. We stayed right with her, though, rode her ass right into the ground. I think the bitch be a real talent in this line of work. I gots to say she got real heart. Nice pussy, mouth and almost new ass. Probably one user only, I be any judge of things."

"Well we finished up the practice session. (Wasn't a stiff dick on that team.) Then I thinks of my old friends and I packs her ass up. (She be rather tired and most slept through the shower I had the boys gives her. Don't wants all that cum in my car.) I gets here and I finds my friends doing me dirt. After all I done for you'se."

"I brings a gift and my friends, even another brother, going to sell me down the river. Now that is not right. I be real hurt.I should go back to my ride and takes this bitch to Lucy in the old hood." Larry smiled.

"Spook quit your spoofing. Bring in the bitch before my balls fall off. Lucy can't give you a deal like we have here. Look out there see those limos. That is money. Those people throw away more than people like you and me can steal in a lifetime. Now get the BITCH! PLEASE." the producer demanded.

"Well I don't know. I mean I gots this pussy here exclusive. I brings it in and you and Ralph does me out." Larry dragged it out.

"Spook, your killing me. My balls.My blood pressure, Come on I got you the job and I promise I'll get you a good deal for the those fillies out there. Now come on please." the producer begged.

"Ok I brings her in but I gets half. You and Ralph split the other half of the pussies." Larry demanded.

"Anything .ANY DAMN THING! Just go get the bitch before my balls blow up.

More later.