You either survive or you don't. Notice the lengths of their gis, as well. They barely cover the butt, while your pajamas come down to mid-thigh. Thes...e are competition uniforms. Whitney's master taught tàijíquán and did not believe in belts or uniforms. She spent most of her time in a basketball uniform and still prefers it. Judy was strongly influenced by both Whitney and Master Cho." Where do you fall in the martial arts hierarchy?" Well, I've never had formal training in a dojo, so I've. It’s ok.” I hold him close, coo in his ear, while stroking the back of his neck. I love the way his cock feels too, it fills me up more than his father’s ever did. I hear him cry out in joy as another rope of his cum soaks my inner walls. He keeps hammering me, hard and deep. I grasp the sheet, and move my hips wildly, as my climax overtakes me.When we are done, we lay next to each other cuddling. I bet he is wondering if we will ever play like this again. Of course, my dirty mind is wondering. So this is the amalgamated story of Cathy and Chris. I give you the prologues from both!CATHY DOUGLASThis story is set 3 years ahead of the events in George Douglas; and it follows on from Veronica Coleman; for theses events please read both volumes — I need the extra readers!The George Douglas story left on an apparent cliff-hanger, How far under control was Chris Henderson? Would he become a programmed toy for the Association to use?What happened to Sharon, Kathy and Charlotte? — would their. “If I wear blue tonight, we’ll look like a flag.” He quipped. He ushered them into the foyer and kissed Barbara passionately, then turning he gave Joan equal attention.“We have a surprise for you….” Barbara teased. “A little something we ordered online that came today.”“You have my rapt attention.” Michael responded.“Well we flipped a coin and Joan won. So she gets to use it first.” Barbara smiled. “Go ahead and show him.”Joan hiked up her skirt to reveal she was not wearing any underwear..