He was my coach, I was his student. He taught me of passion, desire and domination. I devoted to him intensely, surrendering my body and mind to his every command. Our sport was pleasure, and we didn’t care about the refs. We ripped off each other’s clothes and explored each other with feverish intensity, playing until there was nothing left to do but forget the rules and kiss our way to a well-earned victory. Game over. F*ck THE REFS!