"So how come Kelly, who's a level six, beat Stephy, who's a seven?" Miss Calloway asked."Well, Kelly's a really hard worker, and she'll be a seven thi... summer. But the problem is Stephy. She's really inconsistent. Some days she looks like she's headed for the Olympics, and other days..."We all nodded."So is our problem the routines or the tricks in them?" I asked."Skills," Gary corrected. "Tricks are for magicians."I nodded."Sorry, pet peeve of mine. The answer is, probably both." That helps,". His face remains intent, focused as he presses his palms deeply into her thighs. Her eyes finally close as his sliding hands rub and smear the flesh beside her swollen mound. Her pussy seems such a tiny, simple thing, and yet he would trade away years of his life without remorse just to be near it. Her thighs push wider every time he works his palms against the muscle. He chuckles softly, thinking her pussy doesn’t open like a flower, but that it’s the other way around. Nature keeps making. I carried the glass with me in a hurry and stormed into the room. In my hurry, I split water and slipped on it and fell with a loud thud and I hurt my left thigh. Luckily, the glass didn’t break as it had fallen on the bed. The room isn’t that big so the distance from the door to the bed is only about four feet.Prema came running in and I was on the side on the floor clutching my thigh. In a moment, I realized how it appeared to her and an idea popped into my head.“What happened??” she asked,. There are surveillance cameras everywhere. I'm guessing the boys in the security room started recording you when you were showing your pretty ass at the crap table. They most likely followed you into the elevator and the hallway upstairs" Brenda was frozen, her mouth open. The thought of her Master taking video of her was one thing, but the casino security department seeing and taping everything never occurred to her. "Master, do you think they saw... everything?" "If you mean do I think.