Just about then, Carol came down the hall pulling her suitcase and carrying her tennis racquet. She did her beautiful smile and came over to kiss me r...ght in front of Sylvia. She held out the racquet and said, "I hope I'll need this." I'll see if we can get a court in the morning." I wanted to jump in a hole.Sylvia laughed, and said to me, "Don't beat her too badly, she isn't a good loser."Carol, disgustedly, "Mom!" The she reached for the door, kissed Sylvia sweetly, "Bye, Mom."Sylvia hugged. " then glanced around before adding conspiratorially, "He's keeping us both." Oh, so he's... ?" Barbara replied."Uh huh." Rachel nodded. Shannon did, too."How many?" Barbara asked."A couple more..." Rachel picked at her fingernail polish. "Don't tell anyone!" Oh, no! Of COURSE not!" Barbara was all over it -- and she was all over ME at the next opportunity!Nothing else needed to be said. Barbara didn't even tell anyone -- but her attitude caused a certain contagion. Mike and Alisha put their. “Ye…yeah amazing, but …” Stephanie stammered. Her nipples tweaked themselves a couple times as her pussy lips formed a smile.“But…Come on, you can tell me. We’re life-long partners after all,” her pussy taunted once more.“I…I don’t know. I’m still trying to take this in. I mean…How can you be alive? This…this is impossible,” Stephanie stammered.“Well, obviously not, ‘cause here I am, and I don’t know about you but I’m ready for round two. So what do you say we drop the chit-chat?” her pussy. As a result, high school was a stone blast. I played football in the fall, then spent the winter playing in a succession of garage bands, going to concerts, playing a few gigs here and there, then I'd spend three weeks in the spring back practicing football.As for girls, well, I recall what Eddie Van Halen said about playing the guitar. He said, "When I got good, I got all the pussy I wanted."I never got "good," but that didn't matter. I was a big guy, nice-looking and I played guitar in a.