Although I was so much younger than her, it did not stop me from pursuing her. Too be honest, looking back now, although I didn’t know she was a she...ale, I probably should have known. I would leave notes for her on her car, almost nightly. My notes would declare my lust for her, my desire to be with her. Words stating how beautiful she was inside and out. Sometimes I even left flowers, but I always signed thenotes. I wanted her to know exactly who had written them. Her responses were always the. I moved to take her to the longed-for bed, but Geneive was fascinated with our image in the full-length mirror on her closet door.“Wait,” she whispered. She pulled her vanity chair in front of the mirror and pushed me down in it. “Watch us,” she said turning back to face the mirror. I had a pretty good view just by tilting my head to the side a little as Ginny reached between her legs and found my cowboy. She backed her little bubble butt up against my stomach and started to sink down, guiding. Brad blew his whistle to get the team’s attention. “Guys, we’re defeating ourselves if we get injured during a simple practice. When we carry out plays and have a scrimmage, of course, be more assertive. Another thing I’ve noticed, warming up before a game is not the time to try and score every shot on our goalie. The warm-up is for his benefit, not yours. Keep your shots to his glove, stick, and pads. If he wants shots to the chest, he’ll ask for them.” The goalies nodded their heads, voicing. Cathy strutted towards the walk in shower and pulled the knob to begin the flow of water. I threw my top off, flinging it in any direction such was the anticipation. Dropping my jeans to the floor I joined Cathy in the shower, my cock already swollen - throbbing. The water streamed down Cathy like a waterfall. The water glistened as it steacked down her soft smooth skin. Next thing I know Cathy lifts up this bottle of shower gel. Rubbing some onto her hands she exclaimed "turn round honey".