Jay pipped up and said “I wish I was your age, I would probably try to date you and ask you out.” “I’d like that” Tristen said. “I kinda...like older guys too, they are more mature and sweeter that most of the guys my age. I would never want to do anything to mess up your family Mr. Wells, but I think it might be Okay to maybe just talk like this with you.” “Yeah it’s fine, it’s just talking” Jay agreed with her. Jay thought up an idea that might be fun for them and alright with Tristen. His work with the team had always been genuine and above board. Having athletic girls around was a temptation perhaps, but hed never really let himself think about it. He had a great rapport with his girls, and he didnt want to jeopardize either his job or his relationships with them by doing anything foolish. His style of coaching was not to be stand-offish, but rather to be far more casual and friendly. This wasnt a conscious choice necessarily, but more representative of who he was and how. You would still be available for fucking. All the better, if you ask me. No worries about contraception, hmmm?"Her look of horror tells me that this is an idea that had never occurred to her before now."Vyerka, for goodness sake! What are you looking at me like that for?" I try to convey astonishment at Vyera's unwillingness to embrace bodily modifications for the convenience of her new Owners. I press on. "After all you are only a slave now. The Owner has complete rights over your body to do. "So we decided that was what would happen. I would come over at least once a week and clear up any stray leaves.As I had originally come prepared to stay overnight, I cleared up the yard then and went inside."Can I have a shower before dinner," I asked."You know where everything is, go ahead while I get dinner on the table," she answered.Later that evening after dinner and the dishes were done, I suggested a game of cards."What would you like to play?" How about Poker, that is a lively game..