I was rather active in sports so I kept my body in shape. I wasn’t any kind of a superstar but I did play all sports. I guess I was just athletic. I...didn’t get any scholarships, I wasn’t that good, but I did get a lot of dates. I was dating Darlene when I graduated from high school and started working at the mill. My dad and one of my brothers got me on there. It sure was some hellish hard work. It paid well but I couldn’t see myself doing this for the rest of my life. I wasn’t a drinker but I. I wanted her to do the shopping and she agreed. As we walked by the pantry she looked out at the back yard."You have a pool?" she asked."And a hot tub. You can use them," I answered. Her face lit up with a big smile. I took her up to the apartment. She looked around."Mr..." Please call me Mike," I said. "Mister is way too formal." Mike. I really would like this job. I'll do a good job. There's no way I can afford an apartment and still go to school without having to work nearly full time. That. ..For a woman sex is 90% emotional, and only 10% physical. For a man, it's exactly the opposite, and I'm sure that surprises none of the women folk out there. For sex, a woman needs a reason; a man, only a place!And that's the fundamental difference that every woman needs to overcome. Sad but true!The whole big boob issue really comes from the "Barbie Doll" and "Playboy" magazine syndrome that pushes onto women the false image that a double "D" is required to be considered sexy. Let's face it;. His cock was rock hard in his pants and uncomfortably constricted in its current position."Jamie, what's wrong? Don't you know the answers to these problems?" Laura asked innocently."Um, yeh. They're pretty basic sis, I'm surprised you can't answer these without help," he managed to reply, letting her know that he suspected she had set him up.Laura ignored him and leaned forward again towards the screen. Once more Jamie's eyes were drawn to the flesh that was revealed. He could feel beads of.