Could you come read me a bedtime story, Mr. Joe? she said. Sure, Linda. I followed her up to her bedroom. She was a couple steps in front of me so I g...t a perfectly lovely view of her young-just-beginning-to-get-nicely-rounded derriere in pink panties as she moved up the steps. I tucked her into bed, picked a book from the shelf and read her a story that was probably more appropriate for a girl more than half her age, but she seemed to like it. Then, after I finished the story, I hummed and. "I am very glad we spent those two days with our coaches," said Sorcha. "Looking back, I can see that today we used many of our abilities instinctively." Everyone nodded in agreement, once they looked at that aspect of the event. "Our mentors are really neat and great to be around. I hope they are around a long time."When the shuttle settled into the waiting cradle of Dóchas hangar bay, Shannon and Muireann were waiting to welcome them. After greeting each other, Muireann said, "Ladies, we know. Sweat trickled down her neck and chest. Whatever body fat she possessed was covered by two small pieces of black lycra. She was counting off the situps with explosive little grunts, which must be what woke me up."When's the big title fight, champ?"She smiled through gritted teeth and did four more situps, then unhooked her ankles and slid to the floor. Her abdominal muscles, pumped full of blood, stood out like a relief map of the sea floor."Would you believe I used to be an aerobics. Even if it means I am out of my comfort zone in being so exposed...I like it when my master pushes me to my limits and beyond....I trust that he knows what is best for me...and that he knows what he needs to do to make sure I am the best slut ever...my wish to further pleasure my master is granted when he opens his pants and pulls out his hard glistening cock for me to worship with my hands and my mouth for however long he desires it....maybe after worshiping his cock, master will bestow on me.