Do you?" I think we should mingle," said Shelly. "You know, walk around and talkto people." She looked at me. "What do you think, Alex?" I think it's ...tupid. The only people we know are right here. Who doesthat leave to mingle with?" We'll that's perfect," Brett said facing me, her hands balled on herhips "Why did you come if you're not going to do anything but benegative. You're going to ruin things for everybody the same as you didat the sleepover." Yeah, Brett that was my big plan. I wanted. The next Wednesday I come to practice with my bibs nothing on underneath and I’m caring my sweater coverall and figure if I garner a lot of attention I’ll put it on, but the only one’s watching were coach and his new assistant coach (coach2). I sway towards the middle gym doors with my tits practically bouncing out from my bibs and coach and coach2 were all eyes smiling.I head to the closet unhook the bibs and get into position and a minute later coach2 opens the door and comes into the closet. “How are you getting along?” asks the assistant, her tone of voice betraying the grin on her face. “Great thanks,” you reply, “by the size of the bulge in his trousers it looks like we will be buying something this evening,” you laugh. The assistant laughs too and her heels click away again. You slip out of the first outfit, once again naked except for the heels. I stand up and pull you towards me, kissing you hard and deep, our tongues wrestling and writhing. My hands cup and squeeze your. My office is actually in Los Angeles and the address is 4692 Jameson Lane. Try and be there around one-ish. Good to talk to you, Miss West."She hung up the phone, the rushed phone call disorienting her so much that if it wasn't for hearing the water cut off in the shower, she probably would have just continued standing there in a haze. The surge of excitement about telling Freddie about the opportunity was quickly replaced by the shame of forgetting about joining him in the shower, and by.