"Why don't you tell me what you are looking to develop so I can customize your training regimen?"Lisa asked her, noticing that Janelle's toenails were... all painted similar to her own."Well, you mentioned Pilates on the phone and I know nothing about that, why don't you show me that first.I really need some good abdominal work and my inner thighs seem to be getting bigger these days," Ok, lets have you lie down on the mat here, on your back and we'll do some leg lifts and crunch type exercises,". "Darren shook his head. "Oh well I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude or sound rude. I just thought maybe you were a burglar or something."Andrea laughed. "Oh no nothing like that. Please sir come in." She stepped back letting him inside. He walked in holding just one huge suitcase."Do you want me to take your suitcase up to your room?" Andrea asked politely."No thank you. Actually it's kinda heavy and besides it's nothing but dirty clothes. I always come home from college for the summer." Well. " That really put my mind at ease. "Thanks, baby. For a second there I thought you might have been a closet dominatrix or something like that." Jan laughed heartily. "Hahaha, wait till you see my tools. That will definitely show my amateur status in the BDSM community. You know, I never could understand how someone could allow themselves to be dominated. It seems to me that there is a serious lack of self esteem among women who are into that lifestyle." I was happy to hear that from her. "Jan,. The world drifted away as they got lost in their embrace. She ran her fingers through his dark brown/black hair while his continued their expedition over every inch of her. Reluctantly he ended the kiss sitting up to get better access to her entirety. He kneeled between her legs letting his ridged shaft rest on her mound as his hands worked in parallel enticing her whole being. Beginning with her hands, leading up to her shoulders, tracing his fingers down her collarbone, descending toward her.