Jacobsen, released the hold she had on him, then walked up to Mrs. Jacobsen.“Hi, Mrs. Jacobsen. I’m Heather. You have the most interesting, wonder...ul husband. I tried to steal him away, but he’s too attached to you. You are a very lucky woman.”“Oh, my. So, you’re Heather. My man and Beth’s parents have told me about you. You’re adorable. I also know why my husband is half in love with you. He loves freckles. He’s so odd.”“Yes, he is, isn’t he? And isn’t that wonderful? Oddballs should always. Everyone there was into one sport or another. Everyone looked in greatshape and was so cool. The girls all seemed to admire this fraternityand to be socializing with the jocks as opposed to some of the morenerdy fraternities. I thought to myself that this is where I want tobe.Initial pledging was easy. For two days, I participated in the variousdrinking games, competitive sports, and a few crazy blindfoldedactivities. Luckily, I made the first two cuts and was feeling great.On the third. "I love Indian food." I braced for the invisible nun to strike again."You do? That's cool." She hadn't yet acknowledged David, and what lay ahead. Maybe over dinner. Good god, we're having dinner together. What seemed so uncertain and confusing five minutes ago now seemed pre-destined. I was losing control."Can I come get you at five? Freddy said the car should be ready then. It was your fuel injection or something. He'll tell you all about it."Come get me at five, I thought. Again, my mind. I asked if the underside of her feet hurt as this was also connected. She was impressed and said they did. Reaching to her bedside table I took some hand cream and offered to show her how to help. She said I better not as she had sensitive feet. I laugh and said you mean they tickle and she replied no they're very sensitive!I ignored her and with he leg between mine I'm sure she could feel my hard cock in rubbed her feet gently. She actually gave out a little moan. Holding a hand up half.