I was covered in bruises and welts from where Courtney had pummeled me into submission the day before. My muscles looked big enough. I looked strong e...ough. But I was no match for the lean, rock-hard physique that Courtney had built in just a few months. In my mind’s eye I could remember the skinny blonde cheerleader who was always bright and bubbly and agreeable. But that seemed like ages ago. Now whenever I thought about her all I could see was her angular musculature twisting as she. ”“Sally, you have made a mistake by trying to anticipate my desires. When I want to play peeing games with you, I will let you know. Never presume.”Sally was astonished at how easily the countess had seen through her.“I’m sorry Madame, but I really am desperate. May I please be excused.” Sally squirmed on her seat. The countess took delight in her employee’s obvious discomfort.“Stand up, girl,” Octavia ordered “And pull up your skirt.”Sally did as she was told and stood in front of the. A nice one, but a shock nonetheless. If I thought that was a shock, I was in for another the first time a guy did it! That's right. Gender doesn't raise any barriers for freaks, I was to find out. Neither does age. See, that first guy was one of my teachers. He didn't really fantasize about having sex with me so much as the kinds of sex I'd force him to have with other men.Yeah, I know, but he got so turned on thinking about it, that I did too. I gave him his wish.Oh, no! Not you, too! Oh, I. "Warren had thought that the music Tom had skated to for the past season was too heavy for him. Tom agreed. "My coach has been doing my choreography. And I love my coach," he laughed, "but I think she picks music from the Elvis Stojko School of Ponderous Movie Soundtracks." Warren wanted something lighter, so had picked Mozart's Eine Kleine Nachtmusik. Tom loved the choice, and Warren and Sophia started working with him Monday morning on a program.They made excellent progress. Afterwards, Tom.