Sweat looked good though:P When I got home I couldn't get this beautiful man's image out of my head. I was sleeping and would be getting boners off an... on all night. I maybe got 2 hours of sleep. Anyways the next day came and today I made time to go swim a few laps. Riding the bus there was a nerve wrecking experience. Am I gay? What do I say to him? Will I even see him? Why am I getting so worried over a man. At the same time I was very eager. The mere image of his body gave me butterflies in. Her hand wandered between her legs and her eyes widened at how wet she was. She flipped onto her front, absently wondering if this was how all massages went and realised there was a problem: Ally had only given her one towel – one small towel. Sara ummed and arred, should she put her underwear on and cover her chest or vice versa? In her mind Sara concluded that she would just ask for another towel and cover her groin area. She called for Ally to come in and propped herself up by her elbows on. Yup -- like anyone here would believe she was a Priestess of anything, let alone a sex Goddess. Hell, she barely believed it herself. Thank the Goddess she'd managed to learn some control over her body before starting school. Not for nothing, but she shuddered at what would happen if she slipped. The word 'Orgy' came to mind, followed quickly by the words 'Chaos' and 'Investigation'. They were in a liberal district, but it wasn't that liberal.She was just sitting down in her first class when. “Who was the sexy little blonde?” Elliott asked his wife.“That was Britney Lynn Barton, she is a new freshman,” Barbra answered.“I think you should get to know her,” Elliott told his wife.“Her older brother goes to school here too,” Barbra said, knowing what Elliott meant by, ‘get to know her.’“So?” Elliott replied.“I am just saying, an older brother here at school could cause problems,” Barbra said.“Did you say her name was Barton?” Elliott asked.“Yes, Britney Barton. Why?” Barbra asked.“I.