When they had achieved enough cover, they turned and made their way back to the clearing.“Can you believe that just happened?” Megan said.“We ar... so sick and depraved,” Jules said. They looked at one another and giggled. “Those penises...”“I know,” said Megan. “Those are like something you see on the Internet and go, ‘Is that real? Is it the camera angle? Is it just a good Photoshop job?’”“And then they get some skinny five-foot nothing girl to suck it and sit on it to make it look even. I shared it all. Never once did I feel other than that I was doing her a favour.At the end of the fifth I let her agonize awhile. Hers was a beautiful pose from which a girl might proclaim her anguish. But after a little while in which Pettie herself did no prompting, Suburbia gave me a few prods. Hastily I loosed the tether. Pettie's hands fell normally behind her back. I think she simply soaked up the relief. It was quite a while before she whispered: "Thank you master." It sounded genuine.I. I told him that dinner was ready. So we ate and he brought me to the living room. He asked if I had missed him, I told him I always miss him when he is gone and I crawled up his chest and made out with him passionately. After a while he pushed me away. Then he says that he has something in mind for tonight. I ask him what it is. He tells me to meet him in his bedroom in 5 minutes and that he will be ready for me. I am very excited when he says that. So when 5 minutes is up I rush to his room. It probably didn't help, or maybe it did, that we often added an extra cool-down exercise at the end of the run. One that left us limp and very happy.Anyway, today was the first of three days of tryouts. Each day was a workout in itself, a combination of exercises and new routines. The coaches were taking notes the whole time, and they were even making some digital photographs, including close-ups of each candidate.I had tried to get Monica to try out with me but she chickened out at the last.