Now hethought of it he clearly remembered one of the old farmhands, a man namedJake, teaching him the right way to do it shortly after he startedworki...g at Griply.Burt sat back, ruminating over how long it was since Jake had left Griplythen suddenly stopped and sat forward with a jerk.That had been another Burt memory! And once again he hadn't evenrealized! He could picture the day when Jake taught him lifting techniqueperfectly in his mind and now he thought of the man, several othermemories. This had to be sometime in the mid-80's. I had my Mustang, so it was between 1983 and 1985... Memory is the first to go... I guess that's why I'm writing this. I got in the habit of visiting, and we would play chess (I called it chest), or talk or watch TV. Some evenings I would give her back and neck rubs, which I'm really quite good at. Sometimes my idea of where the neck is would get a little generous, and on several occasions I was able to massage all but the tips of her nipples and her. ...whohidding the little frilly white string with polka dots in front in my back pack looking for a note or something but there was none , throwing the box awaylater i didt knew we all got one , the pattern repeating now us the target chosen with better accuracythey enjoy bidding and having a contest, wich 2 of them student will endup both in their panty without knowing i was 3rd to do it, after shower my curiosity took over and i slide them onlooking at how nice they covered my small balls an. ”“Wow! She's friendly,” he thought. He asked her, “Would you like to have lunch someplace later?”“Sure, I'd be happy to join you,” Jennifer said. “It's a date.”“I wonder if I can get some dessert?” she asked herself, not thinking of ice cream or pie. She wanted to suck another cock soon. She might get that wish with Joey.They wandered around, chatting for the morning. Joey still did not realize that the beautiful girl with him used to be his best buddy.They went to a local drive-in for lunch..