"A shitty football team?" I answered."Ha, ha! It has the University of Georgia sonny boy. And because of the university it just happens that in Athens... Georgia, in the female subset I'm concentrating on, the figure for virginity among eighteen year olds isn't the twenty-nine percent I quoted earlier but happens to be sixty-three percent my boy," he said smugly."Subset? Sixty percent of the eighteen year old girls in Athens are virgins?" I asked dubiously."Do you know how many freshmen come to. According to him, workers were paid what they were worth. He said it was all a matter of supply and demand. The more or better skills you had, that your employer needed, the higher you would be paid for them. The people with the least valuable skills should make the least. If they weren't able to live on that, they needed to develop skills that were in higher demand."That's the way people like you justify paying yourselves a hundred times as much as you pay your workers. Whatever you do is. "And Jimmy. Good to see you. How you've grown in the year since I last saw you. Woops sorry, that's a grandma sort of thing to say. Don't you hate that," she laughed and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek.I couldn't help but see her breasts fall forward as she leaned down and they were completely free – there was no bra holding them in. I glanced down as she kissed me on the cheek and could swear I could see a pink nipple on her left breast as the fabric fell forward from her halter top.. . . again. I smiled and dropped my chin, getting up and thinking of a reason to follow him into the kitchen. His dark hair was unbound, a long satin raven curtain, and I’d been dying to run my hands through it all night. But I had controlled myself, with that at least.I walked out of eye-shot of the rest of the group and reached out to run my hand across his ass, smiling up at him as he turned at my touch.“Enjoying yourself?” He asked with a small smile, raising an eyebrow. I stepped up to him.