He was surprised to see how large it was from the inside. It had three tiers of benches and could easily seat a dozen or more individuals.Hardy sat on...one of the benches and began to enjoy the steamy heat when the dean walked in. He was naked with a towel wrapped around him just like Hardy. The general stood almost six foot tall. Even at his age the general was wonderfully toned. Hardy couldn’t help but notice the silver and black, salt and peppered hair which covered not only the dean’s head,. My ritual is fairly structured. I'll strip my leotards off my sweaty body and, completely nude, will walk to a large wall mirror. I check myself out, turning this way and that oblivious to the averted glances of the other women to my rather impromptu "demonstrations". Every once in a while, a woman will catch me alone and tell me what lovely breasts I have or what a great ass I've got! At any rate, sometimes the power of my appearance on the sexual drive of a maturing boy is lost on me.. When the flow stopped he removed the nozzle and caressed her bottom. “Would you like to lie here a little while,” he asked.“Yes, I would. I feel so secure with you holding me. Like a little girl in her strong Daddy’s arms.”Rodger could feel her water distended tummy resting against his thigh. He continued to massage her bottom and rub her back.After about ten minutes of just quiet enjoyment of each other Victoria said, “I need to get up now. Would you please pour us another glass of wine;. The silence was killing me. “Everyone, say thank you to Lena for being our living model today.” He said as he clapped his hands. “Thank you, Lena.” Everyone said in unison as they also clapped. WHAT!?!?! I could not quite wrap my mind around what I just heard. A living model? What does that mean? and I didn’t volunteer for anything. I wanted to run away, I wanted to disappear, I wanted to die in that moment. As the clapping stopped Mr Batelli said, “Today we are going to talk about the female.