It also showed how the group was doing.The group was up a little over a half letter grade on average with the study groups. No one was doing worse. Th... next thing it showed was your stats. Height, weight, bench press, etc ... I could see progress in my personal results. The group as a whole was doing great.The only people that could see all the results were the coaches and of course Alan. The report was also sent to parents. So of course when I went down for breakfast, Angie was reading mine. I. The cool palm and fingers curling around his sac made him shiver. He could feel his testicles lifting up from the stimulation, and also his penis begin to lengthen. Mark squirmed slightly.“So,” whispered Frida. “Did you get a chance to talk with Jada about us having sex together?” Toshi gave Mark’s hand a friendly squeeze. She knew that Frida’s question covered the three of them.“I did.”The cool hand released his sac, and for a moment Mark thought Frida might want to just talk for a while. But. Perhaps that’s why I was fantasizing so much. Perhaps I needed that release. I took Judy in my arms, kissing her hungrily like I had when we were teenagers. I felt her moan in my mouth as I caressed her breasts; my hands roamed to some of my favorite places on her body. She broke the kiss. “Mmmm,” she smiled. “You have really been waiting for this haven’t you?” “You have no idea.” The sound of my desperation surprised me. I resumed kissing her, this time, moving my mouth down to her neck,. He didn't want to hurt his wife but he was tired of doing without. Besides if she wanted him to stay within the marriage sexually then she had to come across with the sex he needed.He had the woman that he had always wanted and he didn't want to leave her. He didn't want a 'relationship' with another woman. Even though he thought that the whole mess was the fault of his wife, he didn't want to hurt her. He not only didn't find her sexy anymore, but he didn't find any other woman sexy anymore.