What is it Jack? I would have thought you would want to pit your skills against the next level.”“I would, except for the fact I have made good pro...ress at becoming friends with all the players on this team. They accept me and let me play, I don’t know if the JV squad would do that. We have also got a winning mentality where as they have gone into a slump, which even if we played for them might not make any difference.”“Hmm, yes, I can understand that, let me think about it for a bit before we. “Yes, I did “. I was trying to be attentive to her instructions over the arrangement of freshers, a lot of time had passed since we first met.“Why are you always walking in this hallway during the day? “. She questioned.“To catch a glimpse of your mesmerizing body “. I said to myself. Then replied, “I have friends down the corridor in botany class “.“Oh “. I know she wanted to hear the real answer there was no other reason but I shut her off. It was my turn now to elicit the same thought in. "Which leaves me with the only other conclusion. You have a way of traveling in time, my young friend. Tell me I am wrong," he finally finished."You're wrong," I said with a panicky feeling.He snorted, saying, "That wasn't very convincing." I am not responsible for your state of mind. If you want to believe in time travel, that's you're problem. Just try not to let it spill over onto me, will you?" I asked with exasperation.He laughed and said, "There are other reasons for me thinking you can. Kissing her hard, Earl proceeded to remove her bra. Frank, standing behind her, unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them off, along with he panties."Would you look at that!!! She's bald!!!", exclaimed Tim."Hubby must like to eat a bald cunt, isn't that right sweety?", Earl asked.Cindy could only nod her head in agreement. Earl ran his finger overher slit."Damn, she's hot," said Earl, as Cindy tried to humphis finger. "Carl, Frank, clean off our 'table'", said Earl.Quickly throwing things on the.