I was five foot eleven inches tall, and because of the muscle I had been able to build I weighed one hundred and eighty pounds. I had pushed my person...l limit on the bench press to a very respectable two hundred and twenty five pounds. However I found myself competing with women who were bigger than me and at least as strong, so I had to sharpen my skills even more in order to compete with them.I bought myself a used VW Beetle to drive back and forth to school. On days when I could I drove Jack. " Shit, Cat. If she sees this lump, I'm a dead man." I replied, knowing I would be cut off for the night and wanting to stay with Cat instead."Well, I'd offer to help but you need Chrissy's permission first."I covered my disappointment by grumbling about insensitive females and climbed down the ladder to Chrissy's iron grip. It took all the will I had not to climb back up that ladder and take Cat in front of the whole crowd. Instead I let Chrissy pull me away from the party, requesting rather. All of a sudden, I remembered my unfulfilled training, I quickly jumped into email on Squirt, and sent Tom a message stating that I regret our missed adventure, and if he were so inclined would love to connect. By the next day we had our schedule confirmed.It was early December, cold, but no snow on the ground. It was late at night and I was speeding down the highway with great excitement to a man and a cock I had never seen. We met in a parking lot, shook hands, embraced, and soon after was at. Rubbing the back of my sore neck, I took a sip from the cool bottle and instantly felt better. I don’t know whether it was all down to the fact I was off my feet for the first time in 10 hours, or that the beer had been so icy cold it immediately made my milky skin cover in goosebumps. Sitting back for a minute somehow made me aware of the fact my white tank top had become translucent from my sweat. Now my cleavage was clearly visible to all who looked. Not that I had anything to be ashamed.