Thankfully, one of the judges then said it was an exhibition, not a competition. And secondly, she was welcome to look through the rule book that had ...een used for years for their exhibitions and point out where the couples had to be boy-girl.“Finally Mrs. Crowley, I have known Peggy here for years. She was one of my students, and let’s just say that there was absolutely nothing sexual or even sensual or flirty about their performance. Yes, the song may be a bit ambiguous, but in judging their. Should I stop?Rachel: Oh, God no!Bolstered by her words, I turn my attention fully to her clitoris. Rachel gasps as I slide a finger inside her wet pussy.Rachel: Aah! Yes!My sister grabs hold of the hand that’s stimulating her clit and pushes it down harder.Rachel: I want to feel you so bad, Aafi!I slide my fingers in and out of her pussy covered in her juices. When I massage her clitoris even more intensely, I feel her body tighten, ready to let go.Rachel: Aah! Aafi!Her orgasm is long and. When she finally pried me away fromthe bathroom and towards our car, I was surprised and pretty hopeful aboutno-one noticing at the gym.It turns out, I was right, I think, and I did pretty well. I reallyenjoyed our time at the gym and felt that I was starting to get happy withthe situation and comfortable with her. We talked about normal stuff inthe car too. She surprised me by asking for a cigarette on the way home,when I took out my pack to have one.The following week went really well, and. “I think you’re being a little naïve. The shades in your bedroom were down.”“Sure they were. It’s August, we keep them closed.”“But they were open earlier.”“How do you know that?”“I’m retired. I have time on my hands. I notice things. Your buddy and his friend were there a couple of hours before you got home. What was going on when you got home?”Mike is a little perturbed, “Nothing. They were just hanging out. Lynn was drinking wine and they were drinking beer.”“Did you notice anything.