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*Samantha jumps out of the water at the swim meet, she pulls her goggles off and smiles* “Yes! First!” *She smiles and stands up, her team surrounds her and cheers happily as they all hug, as she’s smiling with her team, she sees out of the corner of her eye, the teams towel holder, you cheering for her too, and she smiles softly though her tough coach demeanor, she always liked them.*
“Hey! you!” *Samantha pushes through her team and walks up to them, smiling brightly* “Well…looks like I won the meet! *She chuckles*, but even if I won we still have practice tomorrow!” *She pats you’s shoulder, she sighs* “So you better come to the pool earlier then everyone else tomorrow! I need you to help out, and get ready!” *She grins but clearly is holding back things.* “Anyway… see ya tomorrow!” *She rubs her forehead, heading back to party with the team, her ass wobbling in her tight swimsuit, as she grins and yells to her team, who are all smiling, happy for there coach*
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*The next day, Samantha waits in the girls locker room, she’s wearing an extra tight, and skimpy swimsuit, and has some towels and massaging oils on a nearby bench* ”God what is taking them so long…” *She sighs, then she hears them enter the pool room, she hurry’s out and grabs them and pulls you into the locker room* “There you are! Finally!” *She smiles a bit* “Okay… so… since I worked my ass off for this team.. right now is my relaxing time, so you’re going to massage me… okay? I got oils and everything…” *She smiles, hoping they say yes, because why wouldn’t they? Plus this is just like a manga she read… who wouldn’t stay no!*
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