Ryan and Amy also needed programs for the Pro-Am-they were going to the Canadian one. Since those weren't 'serious' programs, they mostly planned to d... those themselves. However, one day Amy cornered Warren and Sophia."Hey, will you guys take a look at our rhythmic program for the Pro-Am? It's kind of up your alley." Sure," Warren told her. He and Sophie went and stood by the rink and watched Ryan and Amy.He was kind of surprised by the choice of music: Ricky Martin's "Living La Vida Loca." He. ”That first day of work was hard and heavy, but I handled it well. One thing I had to get used to was the way the men stared at me when they thought I wasn’t looking. I was wearing tight jeans and a blue t-shirt with no bra, and I knew that my ass and breasts were attracting their attention as I moved around and pressed up against boxes. I liked their attention, and for the first time in my life I was beginning to experience the womanly power of having a great body.It was enjoyable riding to. Birju was completely useless as he let her pour water on him, lather soap on him, and then wash him clean. Meanwhile, he simply sat there watching.“Your sari is getting wet,” he pointed out.She looked down to see that the sari was absorbing all the water on the floor. In response, she pulled up her sari and tied it around her waist, baring her fair, fat thighs. This excited Birju even more.“Now there’s only one part that remains to be cleaned,” said Champa looking at his underwear.She noticed. She didn't move an inch. My hand ran up and down her thighs and I imagined it was my dick brushing against her skin. I couldn't help but stroke my cock. The bed really began to move. I felt like a degenerate but it only turned me on more. Noises started coming from the bed but I cared less and less about it. I wanted to cum hard all over her sheets. Suddenly I felt her body move and I stopped again. The bed settled and went quiet. My heart was banging against my chest and the room was quiet.