I coached high school speech and debate for several years. I started coaching when I was an undergrad and continued throughout my time in grad school. It’s an unexpectedly crazy, stressful, competitive little world, so I thought I might share a few stories from my time in that world.
This story takes place in 2009, when I was into my second year of graduate school and my former student, Asha, was a college senior. At the time she was 21 or 22 and I was in my mid twenties. My memory of the event is still pretty clear but, seeing that it’s been more than 10 years, the dialogue isn’t going to be exact.
A bit about me (in the ways that matter for these stories): I’m a fairly generic white guy, 6’ 1”, 190lbs, brown hair, brown eyes, and a 7” uncut thick cock. I always try to keep in shape, but don’t always succeed.