But I was becoming very turned on. The young guy in the bed next to his was grinning from ear to ear, watching this unfold. I could see movement benea...h his sheet and knew he was masturbating. I was in quite a predicament at that point. I kept massaging at the older gentleman's encouragement. I was too young and inexperienced to just stop and say, "ok, that's all for now" and leave the room. Besides, I was rather enjoying feeling his balls on the back of my hands and watching his cock wave in. It’d been a suggestion from Coach Klein that Coach Hendricks was trying out.Coach Hendricks couldn’t have been prouder of her girls and was quite happy with Mr. Klein who’d saved them from losing Patty for two games. She thought he might be interested since he saved her butt with Patricia’s issue and met her for drinks to talk about the team. But it seemed like he was really just all about business. She sighed feeling pity for the man. He didn’t have a team of his own to coach and he obviously. " Hardly," said Hermione. "If you were faking knowledge of the future, then yes, you'd be in a contest with her for the best fake." And whatever knowledge I had of the future isn't reliable any more. So there's no need for Trelawney to be jealous of me." I just wish she'd stop predicting my death," said Harry. "That last one she came up with was really awful." Oh, do tell Harry!" said Ginny, glad that her friends, after being silent and sullen for most of the breakfast, had finally started. Even given that last exchange the next move was totally unexpected. Celia delved into the shoulder bag she'd brought with her and removed a manicure set from which she took out a pair of nail scissors. Half expecting her to get to work on my fingers and toes I was startled when she knelt in front of me and began to trim my sparse blond pubic thatch. With an expert touch, she trimmed it to about a quarter of an inch, carefully retaining the wispy strands and slipping them into a small, clear.