Your eyes hold mine as you push all the way in, holding me and I slide the long way down your thick shaft. Your thumb finds my clit and you begin to r...b it with the roughened pad of your thumb. Your legs tensing under me, you push yourself up. My head lolls to the side and I groan your name, again. Bracing myself with one hand on each strong shoulder I move myself slowly back and forth. I tighten my legs as the pressure builds with your thumb still on me and hand still gripping my thigh. He told me he was circuit training and swimming. I got my swimming trunks and a towel and eagerly went along.We met this guy called Frank he was about 40. He put us through our paces for a hour then we went to the local swimming baths after a hour, we finished Frank invited me to go again and be part of his team. I jumped at the chance, him and Paul went off together and I went home.For a week the same routine would happen we would train Paul and Frank would go off together.The last day of the. I alsodiscovered the windows didn't open, not that I could have climbed out!I was still a prisoner. The bedroom was preferable to the van of course.I sat on the bed and sighed. This could all be part of the kidnapexperience of course. Either that or something had gone terribly wrong.There didn't seem to be much for me to do. I stripped off my clothing andslipped into the bath. Instantly the warmth of the water soothed myaching body. It was wonderful. Charlotte had clearly added something elseto. "You are born having quickness, but you must be taught to be quick."There was only one other receiver who could match my times in the forty, and I was several inches taller than him. Wade Wilkins wasn't as fast as either of us, but he had good moves, and as a quarterback, already had a better understanding of routes and patterns than I did.Assuming I could learn to play the position, the tight end job was mine. There were no other contenders, and besides myself, the only person getting time at.