“I know, I’m one of those disgusting young people who doesn’t wear a watch. If it’s any consolation, I learned how to tell time on an old-fash...oned clock, you know, the kind with minute and hour hands. So I don’t need a digital clock to tell me what time it is.”“Is that a problem with kids these days?”“You don’t know the half of it,” he said, lowering his voice, as if I were a trusted confidant. “They can’t look at a clock and tell you the time, just like they can’t make change, balance a. Somewhere about 10 miles from home, we had to go down a steep grade. We never did find out any details, but the bus hit a slippery spot and spun around before it slipped off the road and turned onto its side.Half the team must have been standing in the aisle when it happened, and they were thrown on top of those of us who were just waiting for an opportunity to join the melee in the aisle. The upshot was that a real beefy guy, the first-baseman, fell on top of me. I have forgotten the details,. . lol. Of course, I might be slurring my words so badly you might not understand what I was saying." "How about tonight?" Wow. I stared at the three little words on my screen, my cock now hard and throbbing in my jeans. For a moment I wondered if this conversation was having the same effect on her as she sat at her computer. "Actually," she continued, "since Jennifer is going to a friend's for the next few days, why don't we do this at my place? That way we'll only have to worry about one drunk. My wife sat next to Doug who seemed a bit calmer. My wife went to the restroom and sent me a text message. She asked if she could play more with Doug; she wasn’t sure about going all of the way though. I texted her back, telling her I would arrange something for tonight. I told Doug that he seemed like a very nice person and my wife really seemed to like him. I asked if we could get in the car and take a ride in the city, hinting that I would drive and my wife would sit in the back with him. He.