The day of the sign in, Mom decided to stay at the hotel since she would be totally bored by the official rigmarole. I had my usual issues signing in,...although my name was on the list of competitors, it was only my letter by Master Shinobi that persuaded the officials that I was a legitimate competitor. The weigh in obviously was no problem for me, being that much smaller than the other competitors, though I had grown since the state tournament, so I wouldn’t have such a disadvantage this. Remembering our day together, i want to stay in the dream and fight waking up. as i do, i feel your body up gainst mine. your head is higher, your stomach against my back. i feel your knees bent into mine, a melding of our flesh into one body. i also begin to feel your arm, holding me close to you tightly. not so much to hurt or keeep me from breathing, but in a tender, 'never wanna let go' way. your hand cups my lower breast as we're on our sides. this all feels so nice i still fight not to. "Holy smokes, Linda, those are incredible tits. I'll give you another fifty if I can suck them." Okay, put the money on the table."He kept sucking her nipples until his hand moved to her thighs. "No Mr. Smith. That's not part of our deal." How about another fifty to let me see your pussy." After the money is on the table," she said. Linda was now more bold, sending an obvious signal to Bob that she was willing to do anything for money.His wallet was getting thinner but his dick was getting. They couldn't understand the value of a guerrilla army, nor could they understand how to lead them. That did it! I fired the whole crew and decided to be my own general. Sub officers would be selected from the ranks without regard to gender.I called the recruits together and addressed them. I said that I would be their leader and they would all get the opportunity to be officers and leaders. I was going to divide them into temporary squads of 9 members, each. Some people might be shifted to.