Both Lisa and Jeremy hoped that I could make the freshman teamand said they'd come watch me if I made the roster. Apparently the praisefrom my brothe... sold them on my credibility. As our conversation went on,we could smell the divine aroma of a distinctly unique barbecue sauce asMr. Miller was cooking numerous slabs of pork and beef ribs.Upon smelling the delectable barbecue and suddenly recognizing how starvedI was, I got out of the pool, dried up and went inside to help Mrs. Millerand Mom. . " I loved when I rubbed herfeet too.She tickled my foot and I jerked, she laughed. "It will be my turn for afoot rub when I finish dressing you then missy." Any time you want Nicks," I told her as she slipped the other shoe on myfoot and fastened it.She stood up and reached out. "I best help you up, these heels maysurprise you a bit, and be careful when you say anytime I want a footrub."I smiled at her. "I mean it Nicks, I like rubbing your feet, you knowthat, so anytime you want a foot rub,. "Is there something I can help you with?" The voice at the other endsuddenly became soft and reassuring."I don't know," said Sarah."How about telling me your name?" It's Sarah." Hello Sarah, I'm Emma. Is there something you would like to talk aboutright now?" The voice was friendly and encouraging."Yes, I suppose so. But I don't know where to start." That's OK. Would you like to tell me about Sarah first? How old is sheand how long has she been around?"She's nineteen and has been dressing as. Her pussy, hot against my thigh, was now well beyond damp.We broke the kiss, and I stood, pulling her up off her feet. I gave her my best "mad scientist" schtick."At last! I haf you in my evil clutches!"She giggled. "Oh no! So what are you gonna do with me?"I hugged her tight to me and took four steps forward, over the edge and into the deep end of the pool. She came up spluttering, shaking the water out of her short hair, and growled "Ooo I'm gonna get you for that!" I took off swimming,.