One thing about Nancy Kerrigan was very true -- she was a very attractive, even mysteriously beautiful young woman. Her face was beautifully shaped an...d her long dark hair set off her face just perfectly. Nancy never seemed to have any struggle with her figure and she cut a very sexy form in her tight-fitting costumes. The only part of Nancy's body that a man might want different would be her breasts. Yeah, like many female ice skaters, Nancy had very small tits but that was one less major. We simply refused to risk being naked for four consecutive Saturday nights, shaved bare, handcuffed together, wearing clit clips and nipple rings. Fifteen of the sixteen wrestlers were going to end up that way.We also decided it would be too difficult to get all the wrestlers we'd need if everyone but the champion was going to be shaved and marked with indelible laundry marker. We had to come up with a way that only the worst of the worst had to pay that price.Our sisters were going to be. Very nice. It felt...as if...almost as if... someone else was touching me; as if someone was preparing to...make love to me. I felt funny in my stomach, and I felt, I don't know, sort of twitchy between my legs, in my..." "In your pussy, Natascha? Did you feel stirrings down there, almost as if it had a mind of its own, was getting warm down there, wet, very pleasant?" Head dropping just a little, "Yes, in my...vag..." "In your pussy, Natascha. Say it. In. my. pussy." You reply slowly. A small voice in the back of her head starts, "but... but... but...." But there are no buts. None of the reasons she seemed to have only moments ago for turning down Brandon's offer come to mind now. She has absolutely no reason not to dance again. The moment she realizes that, she smiles and with her mind on the stage, she fingers herself to an orgasm almost as good as the one she had last week. Almost... --- "I'm so glad you decided to join us again." Brandon and Rebeca are in the dressing.