To all this, Mister Joachin continued to wear the only thing that had that loose and worn our boxer, I followed him with my gaze, I did not take my ey...s off that man, I was 9 year old boy watching how a 35-year-old man walks there in his living room half-naked wearing nothing but baggy, wout-worn boxers.Mister Joachin sat down and instantly got comfortable as usual, he spread his legs widely and threw himself back, when he made this movement one of his big and hairy balls came out of his boxer. Once at the ballpark I let Steve sit next to me with wifey on the other side with Jim next to her. I made small talk with Steve as wifey and Jim laughed and slapped each other on the leg as he bought her beers. By the fifth inning I noticed she had unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt and Jim was checking out the flesh. She kept pointing to the outfield and each time Jim could see more of her soft little titties. By games end she had pulled her shirt out and rolled it up some to expose. She and I would sit out on the patio in front of her pool, and complain about how shitty things had turned since the Vietnam war startedand so on.She’d have a couple of drinks. I’d smoke a joint. Over those few months, I discovered how lonely she was. She’d been a successful young editor at a magazine, and quit it all to marry my father, an engineer. Our conversations covered everything politics, drugs, even sex. “You know, I never could come with your father,” she said. “I always had to. Less than a half hour later my phone rang. “This is Z.”“And this is James Yin. I understand you want to open a new account.”“Yes.”“Okay. I want you to meet me in my office. I will text the address after we finish this call. You need to bring some proof of citizenship and any recent bank statements that you may wish to put into your new account. Or bring $100 cash, as that is the minimum amount to open a new account with us. How soon can you do this?”“I can bring $100 easily. I have a checking.