She nods a quick approval, but recants it right away. It is wise to use care before pronouncing.She stands up straight before the mirror—arms at her... side, facing her would-be accuser. She drinks in the sight before the rising steam is able to mask the details. A smile of satisfaction is allowed. Time continues abated.She is slender, as she has always been. The skin is smooth without telltale cellulite bumps. The surrounding mirrors give a view of the back of her. The shape is as it should. Don’t be late.”That was how I joined the track team. I was running regularly anyway and knew it would not hurt my standing with the coaches to be seen in a spring sport. I knew I would never play baseball, so this was a good compromise.I headed off to lunch and caught up with Lisa and Jim. “Looks like your dad has it in for me, Lisa.” I joked.“What do you mean?”“Track. He told me to sign up today.”“Good for you. You need to do something to stay in shape.” So much for a sympathetic ear.Jim shook. He didn’t dare touch any of it for he felt if he did, they would shatter in his clumsy hands, so he merely gazed at all of the gorgeous surroundings. ‘Please, have a seat my child,’ the elder pointed to a couch as Ken took a seat in it. ‘Would you like some tea? Or do you wish to talk now?’ ‘Umm I would rather talk about this now, I want to know what’s going on,’ Ken said, nervous about the fact that not many people spoke to the elder alone. If they did it was a serious matter. ‘I see. Well, I. I looked at Sandy, she smiled back with glazed eyes. My initial reaction was that she was on a d**g induced high, but no, she was on a higher sexual plain, this kind of sex did that to a girl.'Take off your clothes and come in', she beckoned me. I found myself transfixed, I suddenly wanted some of it, and I started to undo my blouse. Sandy glazed eyes followed my hand as it fed each singular button down my front, through each stitched hole, and as I opened it up, my small breasts came alive as.