In the evening Rajesh’ mom came home from work and came in to check on us. Sharmila aunty was around 45 years old. She was a short woman at just ove... 5 feet. She had average sized breasts, and a small, tight-looking ass. I had masturbated so many times, fantasizing about her and had looked at her figure whenever she was busy in some other workRajesh’ dad was a travelling a lot due to his work and was only home about once a week. I and Sharmila aunty were very friendly, mostly because she liked. "I'll be good. I promise."I relaxed. Robbie knew how competitive she was, and if she was thinking about it, she'd control it.The bleachers filled up while we talked, mostly about the football game tonight. Mikee and Allie came in together, Mikee sat next to Tami and Allie next to me. After a few more stragglers wandered in, Mr. Reed stepped up to the lectern."Settle!" he ordered, holding up both hands. "We have a few things before we get to the good stuff." The Cheerleaders!" some boy yelled.I. "Why aren't you dressed like the rest of us?" I'm too rich," Lara replied, snobbishly. "I have a reputation to maintain." I wish this was track day at gym instead of swimming day," Lesley whispered. "I'd love to see her ruin her stockings or try to run in those heels of hers."Paul and Lesley giggled as they walked out with the others and saw the guys running around the auditorium like a bunch of gorillas. "How gross," Paul said."How babyish," Lesley added."How handsome!" Lesley, Lara and Paul. " She motioned her head back to her customer.I nodded a very enthusiastic agreement.She then said something in Vietnamese which caused my masseuse to bow and make her exit.I rose from my massage table and silently, but nervously, pushed past the black curtain into the next cubicle. The American lady was gorgeous, probably in her mid thirties, a blond and totally naked apart from the smallest black thong. She had her head well tucked down into the massage table and was oblivious to the fact that.