The starting point guard is a nice white girl named Diana. Straight brown hair, blue eyes, firm breasts. She's only 5-7, but she's fast, and plays rea...ly well! The only other freshman on the team is also white. She's a fiery redhead with the personality to match. She looks like Lindsay Lohan before she went blonde. Some of the black girls are really beautiful too, though. Especially Marissa, the forward. Her skin is so nice and smooth and her hair is so nice.Speaking of all this, I really hope. A bath would probably be pleasant. After a weekend of slaving for Clara I probably smelled, too.I saw that tremendously large bath, big enough for the two of us and more, and I couldn’t help feeling sad and tearing up. It had figured in many of my fantasies since the first time I’d seen it, especially after I started picturing Fiona as an empress and me as her devoted, faithful slave. I had kept the foolish hope that one day we would bath together, and she would let me serve her the way she. It wasn't much more than a tank top. I am not sure why it hadn't found its way to the rag bin before now, but I was glad and selected it for the day of shoveling and hauling. My shorts weren't much of an improvement. They were an old pair of athletic shorts from my days of working out at the spa. Certainly not appropriate for wearing in public anymore, they were a little short and a little snug for today's fashion standards. They would, however, let in a little more sun and be. Old ben left me sipping on a can of creaming soda and ducked outside to do something and while he was out I just glanced down and noticed I had some fluff right on my cunt crack and so went to remove it then I pulled my cunt lips open to check if there were any more, as I was doing this I didn’t hear old Ken come back in and when I did realize he was there and staring at what I was doing I quickly closed my legs and went as red as a beetroot and attempted to explain about the fluff and Ken.