Tuesday was more of the same, with lots of hockey practice and only one class. The rookie practice at one was attended by a few older teammates which ...elped out our new rookie starters. Don and I started to click. We worked on the special plays that John and I had and Don really took to the fake dump in play. His speed had him past the forwards and defenceman in a heartbeat and he could either deke the goalie or pass it off to complete the play.We all had a shower and relaxed in the cafeteria. ‘Why?’ I asked.‘Because you’re working on my website with me this afternoon’ smiled Sam.I knew Samantha had the idea of a website where she could earn a little cash for flashing her ass, I’d already drunkenly agreed to help, so shrugged my shoulders and did as instructed.We got into the Range Rover, ‘we’ve got a couple of hours use out of the pub’ said Sam.‘Use?’ I asked.‘Yeah for a photo-shoot, I thought I recogised the guy I was talking to, he’s into porn and been in a few amateur films, so. The plaque was painted by an artist with great attention to detail. The head of Venus was at my collar bone and her long hair attached to the center of the chain. On her chest, like a tattoo over her big breasts, it read: FUCK ME.I let go of the pendant and hung my face in my hands. The crowd applauded and laughed. Bill patted my shoulder, Jenny stroked and patted my knee. I had never felt such shame. I slowly brought my eyes up and fixed them on Helen, not knowing whether I wanted to kill her. I parked the truck in a spot close to the office and we walked fully-clothed across the parking lot to the office to register. The night prior to this I was unsure if I should shave my pubic area or not; I had R pegged as a modern day hippie and was certain she had a '70’s bush under her clothes. I decided to go ahead and shave because I preferred it, and it would turn me on being exposed to her that way regardless of how she maintained her pubic hair. Upon returning to the truck we each went.