Those are the top four horses in the race and if they finish it will be around 300 to 1 but only one $10 bet will win if at all, so we would get aroun... $3,000 on a $240 total wager. The rest of the bundle is for you to have fun. I will try to get on the floor since you only have to be eighteen, but I will cheer for you or console you if you lose." I have $5,000 for shopping and the other $5,000 just in case. Are you ready or do you want me to rub you some more?" I saw the box of rubbers, do you. Kelly is 5’3″, around 140 pounds with blond hair that just covers her shoulders. She isn’t a knock out by any means but has a nice set of tits and a butt a little large for my taste.Kelly was 35 at the time, about the same age as me and we had talked before so we weren’t strangers. She knew I was married and I never had a thought of asking her if she wanted to go somewhere secluded.She grabbed the only open stool at the bar, a couple seats down from me and we exchanged hello’s. I was rolling. Mum had not done a sexy strip tease, just efficiently removed her clothes but seeing her standing there naked had the obvious effect on my young man’s body. Her breasts, a lovely handful, were firm and perky with light brown aureoles and darker little button nipples, she had a slightly plump abdomen and her pelvic girdle was broad. Starting just a couple of inches below her navel, Mum’s pubic hair was a large untrimmed triangular thatch.I watched as she dressed: she looked really sexy in her. Would it have mattered? High school, it’s a time of sycophantic peer pressure. Any association with a pariah is a coup de grace expulsion from the “chosen”. Yes, I would have had empathy. But why? Because I was an outcast once too.Driving the Desoto for girls' night out moved me to among the “chosen.” I loved my accepted status, the slumber parties and learning about makeup. My sin would be one of omission, silent sympathy while ignoring her plight, unwilling to relinquish the dive-in and.