ElephantEye
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First of all, this post has nothing to do with the snipe hunt for the itching powder story.
When she retired she wrote a goodbye in a swimming magazine, thanking everybody. There was this gem in there: "Thanks to my older brothers for all their tickletortures of their bratty kid sister." Only thing she mentioned about them, or it. Must've left quite an impression, and seemed to be a fond memory.
Before the '92 Olympics she did some training here. She'd been just a tiny little girl in '88; remember those ridiculous photos of the East German freaks towering over her? Then she goes out and set 3 world records!
Anyway, there was a local TV interview with her, and she's wearing just her swimsuit. She was 20 at the time and had fully developed curves. Her breasts seemed quite big & firm, liked they'd just sprouted & she hadn't "worked them off" yet, like so many female athletes do.
She had a tiny waist, rock hard abs & butt, broad shoulders, & muscular arms & legs. And, of course, she was likely shaved smooth everywhere. Her suit seemed small on her, like she hadn't got new ones for her new body yet. When they showed her swimming it was wedged between her ass cheeks and barely holding her boobs in.
With her short haircut and businesslike attitude (and she wasn't in a good mood that day) I always pictured her as a ler. But with her freakish aerobic & metabolic capacities, she might've been the ultimate lee.
Forget itching powder. Here's a story idea. 20 year old Janet Evans is training for the Olympics & is not happy with how it's going. She is also extremely horny & frustrated because she hasn't seen her boyfriend in months, and she has no privacy at all where she's staying.
So she leaves the USOC Center to go train secretly with a new coach, who demands total obedience but promises superb results. This coach has a full size pool in the basement of his secluded chalet, as well as a weight room, and another room, where he has spent years experimenting with some very unusual training methods.
Of course, these methods involve numerous bondage positions, extreme tickle torture and prolonged sexual teasing & denial, with occasional forced orgasmic overloads. Janet thrives on three months of this brutal regimen, and arrives at the Olympics in phenomenal condition.
She easily defends her three Golds, breaking her own world records each time. After each of her first two wins, she celebrates by inviting a different hot male athlete (one tall & slender, the other stocky & muscular) from the Olympic Village to the private house she's renting, a house that happens to have a kingsize, four poster bed. Janet has been very curious for some time about the affect her coach's methods would have on a guy.
After her third win, Janet can't help again noticing the shy Australian synchronized swimmer who always seems to be in the locker room or shower whenever she is; who blushes and looks away when she catches her staring; and who can barely mumble a reply whenever Janet says hello to her…
When she retired she wrote a goodbye in a swimming magazine, thanking everybody. There was this gem in there: "Thanks to my older brothers for all their tickletortures of their bratty kid sister." Only thing she mentioned about them, or it. Must've left quite an impression, and seemed to be a fond memory.
Before the '92 Olympics she did some training here. She'd been just a tiny little girl in '88; remember those ridiculous photos of the East German freaks towering over her? Then she goes out and set 3 world records!
Anyway, there was a local TV interview with her, and she's wearing just her swimsuit. She was 20 at the time and had fully developed curves. Her breasts seemed quite big & firm, liked they'd just sprouted & she hadn't "worked them off" yet, like so many female athletes do.
She had a tiny waist, rock hard abs & butt, broad shoulders, & muscular arms & legs. And, of course, she was likely shaved smooth everywhere. Her suit seemed small on her, like she hadn't got new ones for her new body yet. When they showed her swimming it was wedged between her ass cheeks and barely holding her boobs in.
With her short haircut and businesslike attitude (and she wasn't in a good mood that day) I always pictured her as a ler. But with her freakish aerobic & metabolic capacities, she might've been the ultimate lee.
Forget itching powder. Here's a story idea. 20 year old Janet Evans is training for the Olympics & is not happy with how it's going. She is also extremely horny & frustrated because she hasn't seen her boyfriend in months, and she has no privacy at all where she's staying.
So she leaves the USOC Center to go train secretly with a new coach, who demands total obedience but promises superb results. This coach has a full size pool in the basement of his secluded chalet, as well as a weight room, and another room, where he has spent years experimenting with some very unusual training methods.
Of course, these methods involve numerous bondage positions, extreme tickle torture and prolonged sexual teasing & denial, with occasional forced orgasmic overloads. Janet thrives on three months of this brutal regimen, and arrives at the Olympics in phenomenal condition.
She easily defends her three Golds, breaking her own world records each time. After each of her first two wins, she celebrates by inviting a different hot male athlete (one tall & slender, the other stocky & muscular) from the Olympic Village to the private house she's renting, a house that happens to have a kingsize, four poster bed. Janet has been very curious for some time about the affect her coach's methods would have on a guy.
After her third win, Janet can't help again noticing the shy Australian synchronized swimmer who always seems to be in the locker room or shower whenever she is; who blushes and looks away when she catches her staring; and who can barely mumble a reply whenever Janet says hello to her…
