The ten minutes before you made your wish, and 25 miles away, Lydia was climbing out of her high school's olympic-sized swimming pool. She had been the captain of her swim team since she was a junior, and now, as a senior, she was leading her team to a likely victory against their rivals at the state finals tomorrow.
As she reached the edge of the huge pool, she pulled herself up with her arms, and shook her long brown hair from her swim cap. Lydia had an athletic build. She was toned, but not overly muscled for a young woman of 17 years. Her modest, A-cup breasts didn't grab everyone's attention, but they suited her sporty build. "Big boobs just create drag," she thought to herself as she watched Monica climb out to the water. Monica had developed early, and boasted full C's since last year. Her shining blond hair and generous curves certainly made her popular, but she also had quite a bit of athletic skill. In all honesty, Lydia had to admit, Monica was the second best swimmer on the team, after Lydia herself. Monica was chomping at the bit to ascend to the rank of captain, and she would take any sign of weakness on Lydia's part as an opportunity.
"Hit the showers girls, and get a good night's sleep before the match tomorrow," said Miss Loch, the Girls' coach. At that, seven nubile women made their way to she locker room to strip off their wet suits. Lydia trailed behind and spoke to the coach. Monica noticed them talking, rolled her eyes and made her way to the locker room with an exasperated sigh.
"Great practice today, Lydia," said Miss Loch, with a wave. The Girl's swim coach was pushing 40 and has never been married. Rumors circulated that she was a lesbian, but Lydia tried not to listen to all that crap. Miss Loch was a good coach, and that was all that mattered. "You don't have to tell me," said Lydia excitedly, "I shaved two seconds off of my personal best time. We're gonna crush the other team tomorrow!" Miss Loch nodded in agreement and started walking around the pool, picking up equipment. "Let me help you with that," said Lydia, "I can wait a few minutes before I hit the showers." Lydia began walking along the opposite side of the pool. "I appreciate the help," said Miss Loch.