James Warrington, age 18, sat up in his bed and looked around the room. It was a modest sort of place, green paint, several bookcases (he loved to rea...), a TV to his side and a bedside table, desk and dresser. From the table he hit the alarm ringing through his head and sat up. He looked across the room to see himself in the mirrorFairly good looking guy, but not so attractive he hadn't been turned down three times before he had found a date to the last school dance. Light Irish skin, freckled. I stopped for a few minutes and had a soft drink. I needed to think this out.When I finished the drink, I took out my five iron and put six balls down on the Astroturf carpet. I thought about nothing except watching the club head hit the ball. Swing tempo was slower, backswing a bit shorter, and a push with the right leg. Bingo! Straight, high shots just like I'd come to expect when I played regularly. Next, six more with the seven iron, then six with the nine. I was beginning to get the feel I. P: Wait!! let me share another one.On seeing her next pic, I was literally feeling like grabbing her ass and kiss her. She was wearing a pink top and a black skirt that was 2 inches above her knees. Also, it was a loose skirt and she was sitting on a sofa in that pic, which made her fleshy thighs clearly visible.Me: Bas karo, ab control nai hoga mujse :PP: Haha… matlab??Me: You looking too hot and I am unable to handle your hotness.P: Thankyou… by the way, real me aur bhi jada hot lag rahi. "What potion?"She tried pushing herself down more but I moved my knees up to prevent that. "Erhh..." she groaned in frustration, "...love potion..." Love...oh shit..." I love you, Tom!" Kate moved forward, letting my cock flop free and glomming our mouths together. Her tongue searched for mine, and after a surprised moment I let her find it.Kate was an unexpectedly good kisser. I didn't know how much was experience, because from what I understood she could potentially be hundreds of years old,.