I did, jock. I wanted to check in on how you were liking your transformation into a gearhead jock. 
“I fuckin’ love it, Coach. I seriously feel so confident and sexy whenever I’m wearing gear and about to go for a ride.”
That’s not just the gear, jock. Deep down, you always feel confident and sexy whenever you’re about to go for a ride – even if it’s a ride you’ve stripped down to take.
“Riding nude is a hot fantasy of mine, Coach, but I ain’t sure it practical. Bugs, sun, wind – not to mention crashing. Ow!”
“What do you mean, Coach? I’m your Valentine?”
You are, jock. Don’t you remember how I claimed you with My special hypnotic kiss?
“Not really, Coach. It’s all a bit of a haze.”
Lift up your shirt and take a look. The mark is right on your body.
“Wow, Coach. You did claim me for Valentine’s!”
That’s right, jock. You were so eager to be the kind of jock that loves to go for a ride, and I helped you to realize how much you would love to go for a ride on Coach.
“I would, Coach. But… somethin’ ain’t makin’ sense. You don’t wear lipstick Coach.”
