Put that energy into getting your time down. Work out uh couple extra hours. Get some sleep."I snorted at that; I hadn't had a good night's sleep sinc... the night of the dance."Oh." The Coach moved his arm. "You got uh little too much 'energy' ta sleep, huh?"Not a discussion I wanted to have. "I'm fine, sir, really." Look, I was young too, once. That's why God gave us right hands." The idea of the Coach and his right hand was revolting. "Trust me, it'll help you sleep. Drop by my office before. The fingers were fat sausages and they worked her pussy. First, they pulled her lips apart to massage the most inner part of her labia, then they pinched the lips together slightly applying enough pressure to cause her to squirm and part her legs wider in anticipation. The fingers plunged deeper and deeper inside her as she rhythmically fucked her dream lover. The fingers moved in and out, becoming slick with her juices. The hand gave her a quick and furious orgasm; she shuddered and moaned. . uh ... gentleman's club. It's close by, on the south promenade," he explained with a smirk. "We keep many exotic beauties there, entertaining plenty of offworld tourists every night. Though some of my dancers could never match your own beauty."Winter gave him another blushing smile and replied, "Well I'd love to see it. And ... just think..." she paused as she scooted closer to him again and whispered into his ear. "If you enjoyed my mouth that much, imagine what the rest of me would feel. She just looked at me, winked and smiled. Jamie rolled me over onto my back and pushed me down on the couch. She then pulled my pants right down and off leaving my cock standing straight up in the air. I was watching her face the whole time. She had that same smile that I love so much lighting up her face as she took my cock in her hands and started to stroke. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as she started stroking my cock and massaging my balls. Mmmmmmm. The next thing I felt was her.