Every now and again I'd notice this group of 4 or 5 girls staring at me and him ... almost as if envious of the attention I was getting, but I never m...nded that, I've always assumed it was because I was a new customer. Some time passed and he became my personal trainer without me even asking for it. I started to notice his hands would linger on my thighs and butt, but I assumed that was just his way off teaching me.But this one time, I noticed a huge bulge in his shorts. I guess he must have. I fell in love with her all over again. And I was all lost in her smile when she asked how was ur holidays and I was brought to reality by her firm grip on my hand. And I asked her what her question was and she smiled again. And I asked how are you and she said now am fine and I was again all in thoughts of how cute she is and the new hair cut she had and looking at every minute changes she had from earlier.And I could even say that she had a different smell this time than the last time I saw. He wanted the foot to be elevated so that it would be easier for everyone to see what they were looking for. Then he had me lie back and put my legs into the stirrups once again. A couple of final adustments, and I was pronounced ready. He got a fresh, large speculum was removed from the drawer and rinsed it before handing it to Dave to insert. Dave reached over and parted my lips, confidently inserting the instrument deep. Expertly, it was turned and opened wide. Dave was living his dream, and. She looked at the man and asked him, “What would you have of me now, Sir?” “That’s up to you,” he answered. “Normally, I would be very upset with you for running away, but in your case, I can understand why. Your youth, and your beauty may have been too much for you to handle, along with your responsibilities to me. What you have just experienced is an ancient Japanese ritual, called the Bukakke: it is symbolic of a woman that has defiled her reputation in her village. She would beg her husband.