Katie raised a hand as she took in her appearance. She was definitely attractive, like all the wrestlers were. She had shoulder-length blonde hair tha... surrounded a pretty face, and a petite figure. She was smaller than Katie, but height was not always an advantage. She was also wearing the TDWW tank-top, and a pair of light blue running shorts. “Hey.” Said Katie, as she reached the arena, and opened the mesh door to enter it. “Sorry I’m late.” She smiled. “It’s ok.” Said the girl. She tugged his hair to bring him up to her face, and he paused on the way to rest his head on her stomach for a moment, feeling little ripples as they flowed through her. It took him a moment to realize she was laughing. She pulled his face up to hers and kissed him. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said breathlessly. ‘Sometimes I laugh when I have a great orgasm.’ Dev chuckled. ‘I forgive you,’ he assured her. He kissed her again and felt her hands pushing his underwear down so he could kick them off. She. I thought, setting her down on her feet. "Better?" I asked."Yeah...." she mumbled. "Sorry. Just... threw me off." So I noticed." I chuckled. Just then, there came a knocking on the door behind me. We both froze."Is somebody in there?" I heard a woman call. "My son really needs to use the restroom." Figuring she meant a little kid, I groaned, my naturally benevolent-toward-kids nature kicking in. I looked at Kate and she knew. She looked pissed, but she knew."Just fixing my friend's costume!. Wank! My inspiration back in those days were my mum's pals, her sister, and a couple of the neighbour's daughters. Dad was at work, and mum had taken my little sister to dance class, and I was alone.As I started with my self-gratification, I couldn't help but notice my sister's colourful mini-dress, dumped on top of the wicker laundry basket. It was green, with red and yellow, horizontal stripes. (I can see it now!) Lying on top of the dress were her tan tights, with her not so white panties.