Golf, drink, eat, drink-not necessarily in that order. Over the years we had stayed at so many places that we knew the people from all the places we a...e and stayed in.We were near the end of the trip-2 days to go. We went out to this restaurant then finished up at this bar. Most of the guys were horn dogs and tried to pick up anything that would show interest-some of their picks were real dogs- but some of my friends were no prizes either. I definitely had a different perspective on what they. "I gotta go."I left them there and my heart went out to my best friend but he had to learn the hard way just like I did."See, just as nice as Lisa's tits," said Helen.We were in my room the very next day and Helen was sitting on my bed with her top open and her tits exposed to my eyes and now my hands."I don't know," I mused teasing her just a bit. My hands moved from one to the other. "I've never seen hers." Well, I have," she said with a small laugh. "In the shower, after sports. She's ok, I. ” And with that almost pushed you into the chair and watched as you scooted down in the chair and spread your legs wide for me so that I could put my mouth on your pussy. There was nothing coy or hidden between us. We were simply giving in to our wildest dreams. Unashamed we were letting the other know what we wanted and feeling no concern that we might be condemned or refused. Before you moved into the chair you pulled the new nightgown off and tossed it aside so that you could be completely. "I turned left onto Haverford Avenue, drove past the light and parked at Wynnewood Lanes.Jeff was looking at me strangely as I slowed down and parked."We're going bowling?" What gave it away?" I asked.He started to answer and laughed."When did you learn to bowl?" I've been taking lessons." I could have given you a book," he said, deadly serious.I smiled, shook my head and closed my eyes."Once a nerd, always a nerd."I opened the trunk and told him he needed to take his bag with his balls and.