Alan. Terri and Rachel. Beck and Sim.We exchanged handshakes and introductions all the way around. One of the pair was obviously young – Chen Liu, A...erican of Chinese descent.You know that Terri's in charge. "Mister Chen, how old ARE you?" I'm nineteen, Terri." And you're an engineer?" That is correct," he smiled. "Why are you smiling like that?" Aunt Cindy's getting her Master's next week. She's sixteen." So much for his wowing the wunderkind, I guess.The questions flew fast over how Terri. I was surprised to see she had fake tits. Good size but kinda hard. Maybe too big for her tiny frame. Otherwise her body was toned and blemish less. Those barely there strokes gained pressure. Long palm open glides from the base to the tip, slow, sensual. It was enough to stimulate, but just so. Where the other girls had tried to rush and instead it took for ever, Shi Shi took her time, and I was loving it. She had that classy, sexy look than Asian women can have. Mysterious eyes, high cheek. Darcy, “Here?”“Yes, Jill, here. Take off your panties here.”I thought long and hard. This was not like wearing a bikini to the pool. I looked around at all the houses, it was late, but you just never know. Kid’s curfews were coming up, and they could be taking a shortcut through this park to get home. The fire in my stomach turned into a pit of coal.“What happens if I say no?” I asked, less confidently than I would have liked.“Jill, what did I promise you?”“To always respect and protect me and. "As soon as you shower, wrap and head for the training room. I want those looked at." I didn't take long in the shower. I just got the sweat out of my hair and pits and wrapped a towel around my waist. I was wondering if Coach would let me go home between games. I had arnica cream there and it would help if I could get some ice. When I walked into the training room, the refs and the official scorekeeper were there. They took one look at me and swore. I had to lift the towel enough to show them.