" What do you mean? How can you just leave me there?" I asked anxiouslyfeeling every inch the hysterical female. "Don't worry," he said. "You'llsee, i... will all work out." I was not happy with the reassurances butwhat choice did I have now? I wished I could just stop the charade andreturn to being myself but John would never let me forget my promise orthat he had warned me it would be too late to back out now.John continued, "It's time now for you to learn to act as convincingwoman. Let's start. I managed to work the disappointment out of my system and go on with my day but as soon as he set foot in the door hours later I was pissed all over again. No excitement to see me, no heat. Just a peck on the lips and a sweet smile like he was just a little happy to see me. It honestly pissed me off so much I started a fight with him. We didn't fight. We could argue now and again but they weren't fights. We've fought once before, it was a one sided fight like this one. I could tell I managed to. I laid there in his lap and caressed his body, and the more I touched his body, the hornier I got. I felt so so squishy and so wet that I couldn't stand it. I could literally feel my wetness leaking out of my pussy and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop it. I tried to squeeze my legs together but that just made it worse. It didn't help that I could feel something getting hard against my leg. I had to get up and go to the bathroom to wipe, and when I got up, I noticed that I was leaking. Everything. =====In my youth I had decided to be a ski jumper - which wasn’t a hard decision since there had been a series of successful ski jumpers in my home town. The fact that there were a lot of hills to jump from didn’t hurt either. Back then I had practiced almost all my free time and jumped from all the available hills, small or big. Any size, any shape - and for a while in my youth it looked like I could make it to the top. Then, all of a sudden I got a second growth spurt, and.