Lunch was a delicious tomato soup with grilled cheese and bacon. Between Dad and I, we got the rest of the stuff out of her room and into garbage bags...or on the curb for pickup. When we finally got the warped headboard to the curb, Dad nonchalantly asks me, “So Mike, are you dating anyone?” “No, not since Melissa.” “That’s too bad. You’re a sharp looking man and I know you’ll make a great guy for any lucky lady.” “Thanks for the vote of confidence, but...what’s up? You’ve never asked me this. "You have been watching us pretty hard the last few weeks." I turned to look into the chest of the tallest of the players. " You want to play sometime?" I'm not sure I'm the right size to play." I whispered."Oh I think you'd fit in fine," the man's voice was warm and smooth, " let me talk to the rest of the guys and we will see what happens.". With that he moved past and went to his locker. After a few seconds I moved to my own locker and got ready to shower.I didn't pay attention to the. First I had to get him erect to collect the sample, but not enough to orgasm. I sat behind him and pressed my thumbs and forefingers against his sac above his testicles. Grasping the cords attached to them, I first squeezed them and at the same time stroked them down towards his testicles. I knew of the sensations that would produce since I had had that done to me during an exam prior to a vasectomy. The result for me was a tingling that lasted for several hours. I was hoping this would produce. No sense spending the few dollars I had saved upon styles already in my closet. I wandered on.My wanderings were confined to the commercial streets so different fromthe shopping streets in my neighborhood. The boutiques were arevelation. Handmade clothing in a variety of colors, styles andtextures added to my longings to dress as the arty young girl I wasreassuring myself I was meant to be. Copper and silver jewelry made inthe very shops that displayed theses wares. Bracelets, necklaces.