I glanced at the mirror and looked at my toned muscles and the thin hairline down my chest that was still growing. I was six foot one at the time and ...lightly buff, although I had not perfected my six pack as I was only holding a four at the moment. I finished putting my workout clothes on and ran out the door. I saw one other on the pull up bar, it was my ski coach. "Hey Mr. Tanner, how's it going today?" I asked as I reached for the weights. "Eh, pretty good, normal day as usual. How 'bout. "I'm young free and single," she said, and giggled again when I added,"And extremely sexy." In that case, you've scored; come on let's go." Go? Where?" To your place of course, I want to see if those shoulders are real or just padding."Since I was wearing just a tee shirt she knew they were real, so I stood up and she linked her arm through mine."What about your mates?" They were kissing each other in a corner of the bar and never even noticed we were leaving."So you're not gay then?" She. She was just really, really beautiful, sexy, and under the parentage of adults who were sexually repressed, morally confused, and, by the end of the story, had given themselves over to Lust, while their daughter had been so empowered as to be a sexual being - ie, a woman - who was not driver by lust but who could be lustful but not overwhelmed by it, because... well, I heard her crying, she told me about how her father had been so ashamed of himself since that day, so I wound up curling my body. Tammy:"You really had sex for over an hour while continuously pleasuring your partner?" Tammy asked."It does require some self-control, which means a little bit of restraint," I answered.The look Tammy gave me was full of lust."Michael was saying something about a small party in two weeks," she said with a flirtatious smile. "If you're going to be there, I'll agree to go." I don't know," I answered with a smile of my own. "Maybe if you showed me a little something as an incentive..."She gave me.