When I think you’re ready, we’ll get Will or Therese to actually spar with you. Put on your sparring gear.”We both got into our gear, and I put ...n my headgear even though she wouldn’t be throwing any punches or kicks at me.“All I want you to do is block,” I said. “We’ll worry about counter-punching once I’m happy with your blocking. The same will be true of grapples and throws - you have to keep me from grappling you or throwing you without throwing me. If you get proper hold of my arm, wrist,. I was awakened when I heard some nurses talking loudly in thehallway. I got out of my bed and was going to give them a piece of mymind but decided instead to do something that I had purposely avoidedsince I realized my breasts had developed into a full C cup.I shut my room door and walked into my bathroom. I turned on the light Iand completely disrobed. I looked directly into the mirror. My bathroomwasn't a typical hospital bathroom, it was much more. The mirror wasfloor length.I began to look. I wasplayfully sitting on Mark's lap while we were watching TV the othernight and he was caressing my tummy and rear end and whispering, "Man,Tracey, you are one hot date," in my ear.Of course I mentioned that Mark himself isn't exactly skinny. When hewas playing football he told me that he weighed about 225 but since hehad to quit because of his injuries he's slowly been gaining weight andnow is up to almost 275. Now he doesn't look fat or anything but he hasthis cute little "beer belly" now. I heard great gasps and saw sobs wrack her body. Driving home many thoughts whirled through my brain. Nan hadn’t made any demands the night before. Jean was going to demand an exclusive arrangement. Sex with either of them was good, but after last night with Nan and Cass, well how could any sane male turn that down. Nan was always active. New things, new places, new activities were always at the top of her list. Jean was quieter. She was interested in new things and new ideas, but the mother.