“I like athletes just fine, and I could show you around when school starts?”“That would be great,” she beamed back at me. “I kind of wished ... could graduate at my old school, but dad got a new job and mom has a business she can run about anywhere, she says. So here we are.”“I see,” I nodded, turning my toe in the shop floor. “So, you’re all ours after softball ends?”“Yep, got a lot of red and black to turn into shop rags.”“Well, don’t wear your new County West stuff out here on, this, thing?” I. Cindy admired my outfit and remarked how beautiful it was and beautiful I looked. I knew something was up by the way they talked. After a few drinks and mingling and feeling all the satin and lace rub up against me, Cindy approached me and asked if I'd like to dance. I said sure and she led me by the hand and went to a secluded corner and she clutched me close to her body and we started moving to the music. As she held me she commented on how solid and strong I felt and her hands roamed over my. "she said as she climbed in. "I'm not wearing a bathing suit." "That's ok, your boxers will be fine." "Um... I don't wear underwear." A smile gleaned across her face. "That's ok, not like I haven't seen it before. Ok look I'll turn around." She turned and I removed my shirt and pants. Getting in to the tub I could see the wet fabric cling to my sisters ass.I looked away quick and sat down, the bubbles obstructed any real view if anything I was sporting. "Ok I'm in. Can we talk now?" "Ok, where. It was nothing you'd ever heard of before, but after you'd been told, you just knew in your bones: this was what it was all about."You'll probably not be strong enough to compete with most of the other members, not until you get some proper training under your belt," she said then, looking at you with appraising eyes. Yet she smiled, encouragingly, and continued, "But you'll get there. Someone will help you. We might try to take each other as prizes on that mat, but we all want to help one.