As he pulled the towel from his eyes, he saw where I was looking.He looked at me in the mirror. He did not smile. He looked around the locker room ins...ring we were not being observed and then he said very quietly, “I haven’t seen you here before.”“I’m new.” I managed.Then, his eyes still on my face, he reached down and pretended to be drying his cock and balls. I looked down and watched as he jostled his cock from side to side.“I haven’t showered.” He said. “Is that a problem?”I didn’t know how. Soon my legs began to slowly writhe around on the bed, and I started breathing heavily. I looked over at Julia again. Her eyes were totally focussed on my cock. She had increased her stroking pace significantly; exactly as I had done. Up and down! Up and down! Her fingers slapped noisily against my body as she reached the base of my shaft on her downward strokes. She rubbed up higher across the head now, her hand sweeping over the ultra-sensitive spot right under the eye. I could not take much. “You have mastered extreme temperature variations, however, you can also vary the temperature of your attacks to smaller degrees as well. For this exercise, I want you to try to push the temperature as far as you can in each direction while keeping your attacks in liquid form, not allowing them to become ice or steam, does that make sense?”“I think so,” Melody replied. Heating up her energy as she charged the sword up, she kept it under control so as to ensure that the result was still liquid.. The face met Kevin's imaginingof Karen Starr to a T: the absolute perfect, most beautiful blonde-haired, blue eyed woman one could see.Her arms were toned with just enough muscle to be athletic without beingunfeminine, and were completely hairless. She raised her hands, andlooked down at them, back, front, and back again. Her nails were a bitlong, long enough to be feminine, gracefully shaped to go with her thinand graceful hands, which were beautiful and soft, better than even EllenSirot's.