. lolSo, Tuesday, 19h, guys come in (one already fucked, and another I've already see : very nice guy ). I'm not ready for my session. Take them beer,...and massage book (they are here for that lol ! ). I go to my room, don't close the door, and change to my black swimsuit (with full back coverage : speedo hydrasuit). They can't see me when I change.Put baskets on, remake ponytail, and go with them. They help me to close the back zip of the swimsuit.I run my session. Start with warmup stretching,. I could do that, it wasn't all that big astroke, that big a change. The man I'd sought, and not yet found, had evenshowed me how: a line, there's five years gone, a dab, a forename shed,changed. A different letter in the right spot, on the right piece ofgovernment paper, it wouldn't take much more than that. It's not so hardto make an old you disappear, when you no longer need him. As I knew nowthat Gentry had. Did I want that? Could I?She slipped inside the steam, holding a large towel ready. “Just make damn sure you do something to shut that whiny-ass, assistant coach’s mouth.” TR nodded towards the Saints’ twenty-something year old assistant and added, “That guy squealed like a stuck pig to the refs when he saw you throw that down, out there. Think you’ll be able to accomplish that task in the first few minutes of the game?”“Yes, sir! I sure will!” I exclaimed and felt my coach’s arm push me back out to rejoin my teammates for the final two and a half minutes of our free. I met Victor a few dayslater while I was dressed in my new woman's finery. I served him tea,crumpets, and almond pie I'd made earlier in the drawing room, andbehaved a proper lady -- at least as much as I could with a few daysinstruction."Imagine it! I wasn't pretending anymore! Here was a man I might marry,who came to call, as he might have to any young woman. My hands shook asI poured the tea, but I did my part. I didn't want him in that way yet,of course, but Victor was dashing and slim, as.