`` the coach stood back with his hands on the hips of his sweat-pants , '' ben said . he ended it by letting go of my mouth at the same time he pushed his hips into mine one last time , reminding me of our connection , which meant it ended on a whimper from me . he just readjusted his hands and knees , and finally his hips until i could guide him between my lips . im going to stand by my decision anyway . he glanced at his watch , and wrote an entry in his notebook . 