Next to it was the notethat was included."Hold the stone in your hand, close your eyes, and wish. Whatever youcan dream of, you will get it. One use... as soon as you open your eyesand put the stone down, your wishing is done...make it count!"Someone had to be putting me on, I thought. I mean, really, a wishingstone? What was I, 12? However, embracing a "what could it reallyreally hurt" philosophy, I picked up the stone."Here goes nuthin'" I said, and closed my eyes, and my brain went. As per typical, all six of us had tasks, with the three showering girls getting the tasks that could be done later in the process; we had the breakfast made quickly.Practice was more skills assessment/instruction, mostly of passing. Again, we grabbed slices of pizza to eat on the bus on the way home so that we could go straight to the practice pitch, where we gave Gracey and Liya more ball-handling and trapping practice, respectively.Back at home, the deck was completely gone, and the garage. As the light shown through her sheer nighty I could see the dark spot between her legs. When she turned I could see those big tits swinging free with those big brown nipples showing through the silk. She bent down, opening the bottom drawer and pulling out the blanket. While doing this I was able to see the bottom of her ass and the wet fluff of dark brown pussy hair between her legs. She stood, and thankfully threw the blanket to me which I used to cover the bulge in my pants. I went back into. Even in the dim light, this woman glowed. Luminous alabaster skin was topped by thick, dark red hair cascading down her back. But what drew Ami's attention were her tattoos. They were exposed by her tank top, one on each deltoid. They appeared three dimensional, as if they were raised on her skin. One was a black symbol, the other a half electric blue, half black circle. Ami had no idea what they represented, but it didn't matter. She couldn't stop staring at them. When she emerged from her.