She had recently broken up with her boyfriend and just wanted to be left alone. At first, my guy friends and I were insulted that Theresa thought so h...ghly of herself. We all agreed not to hit on her during the trip. On the day we left, I finally got to meet Theresa. She had medium length dark hair, glasses, wore no makeup and looked pretty average in her baggy clothes. I ended up seated next to her in the middle row of my friend's minivan. Even though I was insulted by Theresa's demands on not. " I'm afraid you're going to have a scar. It couldn't be helped. We were pretty rushed trying to handle Wes that night." I can live with it." I was disappointed. I'd never thought about getting a scar out of the operation.I found out later what an ass Jeff can be. Yes, I did have a scar. It looked like a blond hair about an inch long was laying horizontally on the left part of my lower back. You have no idea how many people would see it at the beach, pool, whatever and try to pick up the hair. Everyone was whooping it up.I got to sit next to the cheer bench with Ms. Hammer between me and the cheerleaders. Man! How that battleaxe got to be a cheerleading coach is beyond me!There was no score in the first half or in the third quarter. The fourth quarter was looking like nobody would score the whole game. Both teams were really holding on defense. There were only two minutes to go when Rick launched a field goal from thirty yards out and scored. We won, three to nothing.Homecoming was. Deep and long, and full of passion. I stood on my tip toes and ran my tongue in his mouth. I felt his hands hold me close and then move down to my ass and pull me into his hard cock which rubbed against my pubic mound. My hands ran though his hair. When it ended, we were both gasping for air. Matt had a magnificent body. Of course I had seen him in his boxers of swim trunks hundreds of times, but there was no comparison to seeing my son in all his glory with his beautiful cock sticking.