I do not know for how long [oxymoronic much?], it seemed as if none of us breathed, blinked, or believed our ears. Liya recovered first.“Who are you... and what did you do with the shy Gracey? The quiet Gracey? The original Gracey? Oh, I loved that Gracey, but I am head-over-heels for this Gracey. This demonstrative Gracey. This confident Gracey. This Gracey is, excuse my French, so fucking alluring ... wonderful! I am madly in love with you, Gracey!”Liya teleported to Gracey, wrapped her in her. He got me to clean his cock again with the hot steamy washcloth and then sent me on my way. With three thick gooey loads sitting nicely in my stomach, I was happy for the rest of the day.The next day when he let me into his office, I commented that he wasn't wearing the bandage again. He said that his wrist was feeling a little better but he felt that it was probably best if he let me jerk him off into my mouth for another day or two yet. That was fine with me as I got to feel that powerful. ." No buts. You're on the team, and I'm one of the coaches. I said stretch." You knew," she accused."Traci." I scooped her up and sat down with her on my lap. "In the car Wednesday, I didn't know. And I didn't mean what I said to be mean, even if it wasn't you being one of the new girls. Basically, it's going to be harder for you and the other new girl to be competitive when you're in with a bunch of girls who've been doing this for years."You may not be very good this year, but you're a Sims.. .. “Um, Chris Garrett, Lisa’s sister?”“Right. Right. Sorry, I was a little distracted there. How are you doing?”She sighed. “I’m hanging in there. It’s been rough, but I’m hanging in there.”In the pause that followed, I decided to throw it out there: “How is Lisa? Have you talked to her?”“John ... truthfully, she’s absolutely miserable.”“I ... see.” I couldn’t really see a good path away from that comment, so instead I asked, “How did you get me here?”She snorted derisively. “It wasn’t easy!.