Like most of the wives, mistresses, girlfriends, aboard The Globe.They had two grown children who apparently had zero interest in The Globe. It was fu...l of geezers.Reggie Angstrom was a little under six feet and thick-chested. Muscled arms. Taut legs. Thick hair that he let go gray where it wanted. On the sides.Natalie had her own business interests. She came from family money -- IBM -- but had an entrepreneurial streak. Or flair, or talent. Whatever. She had developed a hookup app for. He could tell she had gotten into even better shape since he had last seen her, though he wasn’t sure how, since she had always had what any guy would consider a perfect body. She was a slim brunette, 5’8” only two inches shorter than him, and unlike most gymnasts, she had boobs. Great, mountainous, eye-catching boobs. He quickly looked away as his eyes seemed drawn to her cleavage sticking out of her low-cut top. “Put some clothes on Mike!” his mother sternly said.His mom was still a looker at. “Something wrong?”Jeremy explained, “There’s a really traditional Muslim girl in this group. We’re trying to see how we can help her to accept being touched by a boy during the bonding exercises. Amelia noticed that the mentors seemed to be pushing her a little too aggressively and had an idea so she went in to tell them. Say, Amelia, the PM’s at the school now and is coming here for a show.”“Really? Oh my!” she exclaimed. “Are we that popular?” she giggled.“Looks that way,” the teacher said.. Tess was excited to wear it.Uncle Charlie and Aunt Kat were laying on their matching oversize loungers while the boys swam in the pool. Charlie lifted his sunglasses as she walked up the steps. “Hey, little lady, nice suit.” He looked her up and down and smiled. Aunt Kat raised her head from her magazine.“Oh, Tessa, you look beautiful. You picked out a nice one, honey. I’m surprised your mom let you keep it.” Tess turned slightly and struck a pose, basking in their praise. Tess’s suit.