I even fumbled a couple times. The guys gave me a hard time about it, but that was cool. That's what they're supposed to do when somebody fumbles.Afte... practice was over and we'd run our last five laps, we all went into the locker room. The guys we're probably waiting for another show, expecting to see me bending over and showing them my ass again, but I didn't. I just went to my locker and fished that tube of lube out of my pants, hiding it as I went to the coach's office. I didn't know if. He suddenly found someone else he just had to say hi to and scurried off.The ladies lusted after Brian in his tight tee shirt and cargo pants. He’d taken my hand when the sleaze ran away. I locked down on his and practiced my Star Wars Death Stare. Mine!Martha grinned as she came by and hugged me. “Good on you, girl. Nice car, and the accesories aren’t bad.”Brian was bent over getting Tammy out of her seat. I wanted to rub his butt so bad I almost reached a hand out. Martha had her. As she turned her attention back to Dr. Aiza, she realized he was actually spinning her in a pirouette. He lifted her hand and twirled her around, all the while, taking his time to admire every curvy inch of her body. ‘Where is my husband?’ Jenna asked, after Dr. Aiza had spun her fully around. She was suddenly uncomfortable being alone in the proximity of this strange man. She wondered if Jason had set her up. What if this was not a couples counseling session at all? What if Jason had tricked. I finally brought up the possibility of her visiting me in Orlando. She admitted that she and her friends sometimes talked about visiting America, and Disney World was at the top of their list to visit. I told her that I lived less than thirty miles from Disney World and that, if she ever came to visit me, I would take her to Disney World. We talked several times that week about her visiting me. I told her that she should be cautious about accepting my invitation, and should take seriously the.