He would not let himself lose. Not if there was anything left in him. He fixed the pins down the lane with a determined glare. They were the enemy, th...y were what threatened to subject to this, and all he had to do to thwart them was take them down five at a time. He made his approach and let the ball slide off his fingertips. The alley echoed with the crescendo of urethane on laminated wood, climaxing in a thunderous explosion.* * *Tim sat on the edge of the bed as the door to the bathroom. Ever since I first noticed guys during PE and football practice, I knew I wanted to get naked with built, athletic studs – the more and the hairier, the better.So here I was driving over to the store, nervous as hell about what to expect. I wore my tightest jeans, tennis shoes, and a tight white t-shirt: typical jock stud looking for head, only this jock stud wanted to give it. I also wore a cap as I was worried I'd be seen and maybe recognized. The last thing I needed was for the guys to know. They were very straight and the flesh above the knees was round and plumb, but most of all her skin seemed soft looking without any blemish whatsoever.Not being able to restrain himself longer, he placed his left hand on her right knee.She didn't move but he did feel her knee twitch a little. He next let his hand move a little higher and soon he was pressing his fingers into the tender and soft flesh of her upper right thigh. Her skin felt warm to his touch and he was soon wild with desires to. I bought some shares in a little startup company called Microsoft. I figured their founder Bill Gates was going places and I was going for the ride with him. I also dumped some money into a couple of fast growing companies that I knew were going to crash when the tech bubble burst. I knew from my other existence when that would happen so I could be one of the lucky ones to bail out just in time and still make a killing.Jean and I were virtually inseparable in spite of all the guys lusting after.