"Master," Amanda asked, "you have the ability to remove my anxiety. I'm not afraid of falling in the simulators. Are you inoculating me against fear b... letting me experience humiliation because I have to pee in my suit?" Amanda is a good girl," Hank repeated Amanda's post-hypnotic comfort phrase. "I like your high intelligence. Yes, Amanda, I made you suffer. You rose to the occasion. Courage has to be learned, like most everything we humans do. Facing up to your fear of humiliation exercises. When I first tried the bikini at the store, what sold me was how risqué it was. My friend Heather thought it made me look naughty. It did, but I really liked how the halter top accentuated my 35B boobs! I also liked how the bottom's front barely covered my 'airstrip', and the way the T-back really showed off my 'cheeks'. To complete my outfit, I accessorized my bikini with gold sandals and a short black swim skirt that just covered my ass and drew attention to my 25 inch waist and 34 inch hips.. As Joel was trying to tear Ian'sshirt from his chest, breaking off a button in the process, Ian lost hispatience and pushed Joel to the couch. Joel's eyes were now filled withconfusion and surprise in addition to the ever-present lust, but quicklythe former two were banished with a squeal as Ian unzipped his pants andhis cock came into view. Joel had only been wearing a hastily-thrown onpair of boxer shorts to answer the door, so Ian pulled them off one legand, Joel needing nothing in the way. "I would like to see you girls enter that gym the way you have been at home. Run on to that court like the champions you are. You are the pride of our school and many people have gone out of their way to make this night possible. Play well, play fair and..." Sister Elizabeth blushed a bit, "and play to win!"We responded with another cheer and then Father Ed opened the door and we took our positions in the hall.When the auditorium doors were opened we let out with our war whoop and trotted into.