Uh, this picture smells like my high school swimming coach telling me that I have all of the potential to swim competitively in college on full scholarship and, if I trust him, he can help make sure that happens. As he reaches for my Speedos and closes the door.
For those who are wondering, I got out of there fast. I also quit swimming that day for good. My parents didn’t understand why I spontaneously quit, especially since I was really good. My dad said ‘you’re pissing away the opportunity of a lifetime.’ And he was kind of right. I didn’t have the heart to tell them. I’d been swimming with this coach since I was six. He became a family friend over the years. It’s a shame that happened. But everything worked out in the end (i.e., college has long since been paid for, LOL.). Such is life...
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