As she struggled to raise her surprised-looking eyes to see the coach, the diving board began to vibrate violently. She squinted against the sun’s g...are, knowing that Coach Hart was somewhere in those shadows. ‘Coach, I’m a country girl! I’ve never done a back bend!’ Up until that comment Sarah’s classmates had maintained composure over her predicament. But the country-girl excuse ignited loud gut-wrenching laughter from them all. At least Janet yelled encouragement playfully above the roar,. No time wasted driving around, looking for little boxes optimistically named 'Mon Repos' and 'Dunwerkin'.The major difficulty about writing a story based on the day-to-day activities of a water-softener installer is that after a while, the days tend to sort of merge into one another. I will, therefore - to cut a long story short - tell you only about the interesting bits.The most interesting bit about that Tuesday morning was Linda Shoesmith, a tall, dark-haired, very attractive and amazingly. Her breasts were at least a size larger than Kira, but were firm. My fright turned back into lust. I must have stared longer than I thought, as she purred, "Do you like what you see?" I nodded. “Feel free to carry on, or you can go if you like?” she continued. “No!” I said very quickly. “It’s your house. Come and sit down. It’s Katie isn't it?” "Lay back down where you were!" I got the feeling she wanted to be in control so I lay back down, slouching on the sofa. She walked around to stand. " See. I told you so. Girls look at other girls, too. We just size themup and see what we can steal from their look to make us prettier." Mindywas pretty excited about the mall trip.Brian felt strangely flat. He guessed it was because his body waswithdrawing from the low dose estrogen. "I don't know, Mindy. I'm notfeeling so hot. Ever since I stopped the treatments, I've felt irritableand miserable like I'm getting a flue."Mindy opened her purse. She rummaged around until she came up.