We left in our two cars, meeting back at home.The following Thursday, I left at noon to go take my Real Estate Test. Dad gave me a good-luck handshake...as I left. I showed back up with Sari and a big smile on my face.We both went to our desks, and I sat down.“Well?” he said, “I know you don’t get the results for about three or four days, but how did it go?”“I’m only sure that I got one wrong, Dad. However, otherwise I’m positive I passed it,” I said. “I guess I am something of a ‘lame duck’. She is 17 and very intelligent. She has somewhat long brown hair that reaches the middle of her back or there about. She has emerald green eyes that I'd say are football shaped. She has a small frame which perfectly supports her AA breast which by the way are very perky and unusually high sitting on her chest. When she speaks her voice is somewhat squeaky but not annoyingly so and she often times for some reason speaks with a fake British accent. I think she does that because I told her how. While his family wasn't rich,he lived comfortably and got by as best he could with the touch ofbrain damage he had. The one thing he always noticed was his interestin girls.Unlike most boys who were interested in dating girls and kissing them,Mark was jealous of the beautiful clothes they wore. Like the blackjumper and trouser outfit with court shoes he often saw his friendMissy wear. Every time New Years came, he would make a New Yearresolution that this year he'd tell his mother his real. He said you know I asked Mary the same question and she said the same thing you did, you really know your wife. I looked at Mary dancing and she was grinding her butt on Leons crotch. I could see the bulge in his pants and Mary did not say anything to him about it she just kept grinding. Her amazing titties were bouncing and with the light I could see her big areola's I was getting very horny. George looked at me and said do you mind if I jump in on the dancing, I said go ahead knock yourself.