I motioned Cassie closer. "Are you wearing a bra?"She turned deep red. "What business is it... ?" Put one on. And if I have to have Tami or Stephy che...ck you every time before we vault, I will." She stomped off, hopefully to put on a jogging bra.Abbie Hart was next. A blond seventh grader though she looked about nine. She was a level five at the club and wanted to go all-around.Taylor Brent was my eighth vaulter. Another blond and another seventh grader, she'd been a level six when she was nine,. It was a team effort to finally have the craft going in one direction again.Trying to drive a ship of this size manually was not fun. They constantly had to alter the speeds and positions of the eight Ionic Drives to get the ship, so that it was rolling in one plane and not wobbling as it had been. Then they had to stop the ship from spinning from starboard to stern.The strange motions added to the new gravitational effects by Futura played hell with the compensators as well as making it. I must have been nodding off because next thing you know my phone isringing and my head jerks up into the air. Mason must have been asleeptoo because I heard a loud bang and turned to see him grabbing his kneein pain. I look at my cell and saw it was Bob calling. Bob was my friendJess' husband. Although Jess had 12 years on Mason and I, we're both 24,she would baby sit us as kids and we just always kind of kept in touchas the years went on. Mason had definitely always had a crush on Jessbut til. Then he put his hands between my knees and gently spread my thighs apart. I was shocked about my own arousal, because my muscles felt like mush, giving absolutely no resistance to his hands.Whatever was wrong with my legs was contagious. I had one arm folded across my boobs and my other hand protectively covering my mound. He just took my wrists and moved my hands to my sides, with no resistance…The taxi driver took his time, running his hands over me, playing with my tits and my mound while I.