Coach Jill is the personal coach for Yvette. Yvette is five foot one inch tall and weighs one hundred and one lbs. Yvette looks stiff when doing her r...outine. She huffs off the floor and storms towards me. Gruffly Yvette says, "Coach Brown I need a massage," and walks towards a side room. I stand there. Yvette stops and turns around. She shouts, "Please!" All the girls and coaches stop and look at me. Coach Dasha glares. I toss my hands up and begrudgingly follow Yvette. Everyone goes back. "Butch was nodding and saying, "I know, we are one lovable bunch."The two of us walked back to what he called the racing shack. This was a fairly large concrete block building with an added-on pole barn type structure to hold whatever it needed to hold. There were two lifts where a car could be put into the air, in addition to work areas for other cars.The first slot had a late model car that looked like it had seen a lot of bumping and rubbing. The next two slots were taken up with wrecked. I expect the prospect of treating a seventeen-year-old is a lot more exciting than some desperate old housewife.”Jonas laughed and started to spank Gertie again for being a naughty girl.She took the rough treatment and tried her best to harden the middle-aged administrator into a stiff enough condition to have another go. This time, she encouraged him to mount her from behind like some fetish-minded satyr demanding complete exhaustion from his beast of burden. He added to the excitement by. “Honey, I know you like the teasing that Taylor does. Did you ever think you would like to take it a step further?”Bill had no idea what he could do beyond what he was already doing, “What do you mean by a step further?”“Let her know in no uncertain terms that you like looking and would be willing to go further if she wanted to.”“How much further are we talking about here?”“I’m not sure.” Karen hesitated before she planted a seed to push Bill’s thoughts to be more aligned with her thoughts.