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Think of it as, say, a special kind of brothel." He held up a hand before Grace could get a word in. "A good swimming program is expensive. *College* is expensive. Some big-name places have football programs that can bring in that kind of money; Parker College never will. We have -- *this*." He gestured broadly, taking in their surroundings. "Our guest trainers and coaches are teen our clients. They pay well to come here, and that revenue funds this camp Hardcore and subsidizes the College's academic programs, which benefits not only you, but all of the students at Parker College." He steadily met Grace's eyes. "But this is still a swim camp, and I still coach a swim team. We're always on the lookout for help, people like yourself with genuine athletic talent and passion, who aren't afraid to grow in other ways." "But-" "Consider it, Grace. Did you feel like you got something out of camp last year?" She stilled at the implication she'd been subjected to this then, and never realized it. "Didn't it help your swimming? Aren't you proud of what you've accomplished? You have a chance to continue growing, to do even more. I'm giving you a chance to do that, full time." He reached into a desk drawer and produced a trainer's whistle and lanyard, holding it out to her. "Join my staff; be an assistant trainer." Grace felt stunned. The foundations of her world had shifted, and she felt adrift, and there were more questions swirling in her head than she could count. All that she felt sure of was that her Redheads breasts and nipples were tight, her pussy was sopping, and that she ached to be fucked. Being told she'd been made to feel this way didn't change the desire, or the remembered enjoyment. Grace wanted to ask how it could be right to take advantage of people this way. She wanted to know how many times she'd been used, robbed of pleasure. Was she really just a prostitute, a receptacle for peoples' sick desires? People actually had paid money to fuck her slick pussy, or fill her tight ass, or watch her swallow their cum? What if she just turned and walked out? I wasn't clear with my brother that I loved him. The ones that look down their noses at everyone I find the most fun…the most enjoyable to rape and kill that is. The man’s response was to push a second finger into me. I blushed as bit more as they continued talking about me like I was some sort of sex object. She was beautiful she had long black wavy hair a flat stomach and long taned legs that led to a sexy ass. With shaking legs I went teen and opened a bottle of wine, I needed it just to help me recover. She now was wearing some old, Hardcore cut off jeans, that did nothing to conceal her lovely ass, and a loose fitting halter top. “Who was he?” Another soldier waiter patiently for his turn. “I wonder,” Gloria sneered sarcastically, “maybe it’s because he’s so good Redheads at shoveling pig shit?” What do you think I should do?” It probably doesn’t matter anyways.” I snapped. Then heard it again. She liked it. Her lips were soft and buttery. Your face, the blood, you’re bleeding everywhere,” she exclaimed with a look of horror. I couldn’t stand up and Jon had to carry me to my bed. I can feel my puss pulsing and squeezing the breadstick that is still inside me and I gasp and give a little squeal as the brush slides down my tummy and twirls my belly button before sliding down to my inner thigh, stopping short of my tingling puss. We can head out from there together.” How I came to love Zoo and learn its many joys. James lifted Amanda and sat her on the edge of the pool. “What’s it like to pee standing up?” she asked, holding the cock as a guy would, when he pisses. Risky with sexual diseases and such, could interfere with greater things I have planned for you. The teenager begged, as she stood with arms held ridged at her side, hands closed into tight fists, legs spread wide open and her head tilted back in front of her uncle. My toes curled in my boots. With the boy staring at the girls Newlyn grabbed a water balloon and threw at the boy. Master entered the kitchen and told them to go to the woods behind the barn area and the head start time will start when they reach the woods.