No surprise, for he was one of many male strength athletes who admired her, as beautiful as she was strong and athletic, a five-foot seven, one-hundre... and fifty pound wunderkind who had transitioned from CrossFit competition to Olympic lifting and become one of the top 69kg female lifters in the country. The lifting cognoscenti had posted a video on You Tube called ‘Golden Girl,’ a mini documentary with great shots of Lexie training and competing. Dan had seen it multiple times. And now he. Her lips pouty andsoft. I small thin chin and perfect cheekbones. I didn't want to believeit but the reality hit when I tried to open my mouth but couldn't, andsaw she too was wearing a jaw harness, keeping her mouth wired shut. Whatthe fuck had they done to me. They saw my distress with the harness andadvised me that they'd take it off if I would not yell; that yellingcould potentially permanently damage my voice due to the surgery and thatthey'd have to put the harness back on indefinitely.. I guess it's because taking a shower is, by itself, a mindless activity — totally routine. There are no distractions so my mind drifts. I come up with a lot of solutions that way, but not this day. I was no closer to a solution when I got out and dried off.I looked at myself in the mirror and grimaced. Doing what I had done with one girl would have made me proud. Doing it with two girls made me a rat. Carly gave her body up to my touches willingly, believing I was hers alone. Nancy gave herself. . Your hands are caressing the curves that go in and the curves that go out. I am glad to be a woman and desired by you.I can't resist cupping my own breasts. Massaging them, pushing them up and together. I look down to see the soap creaming prettily on my flesh. No wonder womens bodies are coveted and adored. How soft and beautiful we are.My imagination is running wild. Moaning softly in the steam of the shower, I imagine your hands on my breasts. My nipples already hard, beg for my fingers to.