The next thing I knew I was naked on stage what seemed like a strip club. I stood there frozen for a second because I was disoriented. Then I started ...o move with the beat of the music. Eventually I really got into it, and played up to the crowd. I even allowed them to touch me. I caught glimpses of who I was in the mirrors. I was a tall redhead with what looked like fake boobs. It was weird seeing me as this other person naked in public. But it allowed me the freedom to explore so I did. I. She pulls her shiny shoulder length hair back into a ponytail. She studies her face and once again thanks the powers that be that she has clear, tanned skin, a product of eating healthy, exercising, and being the school’s starting pitcher of the softball team. Her rosy cheeks never needed blush so all the makeup she ever bothered with was eye shadow, mascara, and lip gloss. Putting the finishing touches of her makeup, she hears the familiar sound of Mason’s truck pulling in the drive. As she. She takes her hand and moves it down to my pants grabbing onto the member that is alive and looking for a way out of it's confine. I take my hand and move it up under her skirt. She spreads her legs willingly giving me better access to her almost bare trophy between her legs. I move my hand up further, and to my surprise, I feel a precious set of plump pussy lips, instead of a pair of panties. She smiles at me and say; " I took them off just before we left from the airport." She goes back to. Vaulting is easy. You just have to throw yourself headfirst at the vaulting table. Spotting vaulting is easy. I just have to make sure they can walk away from it.I'd already learned to spot vaults on the girls, but they already had the basics. With Traci, I'd be starting from scratch.First I called over all of our vaulters and told them what I wanted to see. They lined up at the end of the runway, and I watched as they took turns doing handsprings, which is the most basic vault and the one I.