“Absolutely Dan” I said and shook his hand.“As family I prefer a man hug” he said and quickly hugged me with his muscular frame patting me on ...he back, while I reciprocated.We went inside and he gave me beer and we started chatting about various things. He was very manly and muscular with broad shoulders and I could see a nice sniff of chest hair from the opening in his button up shirt. Overall he was a pretty hunky guy and I suddenly got an image of him with my mum in bed. She was a lucky. Rahul: “Only shirt no camisole either.”I: “Come on Rahul, it will be more embarrassing. At least allow me to wear the camisole; please look at my nipples how hard they come, camisole will help me to hide them a little bit.”But Rahul was not in a mood of any mercy on me. I was helpless and have to obey Rahul. I wear the only shirt back on. As I was aware, my C-cup huge melons were easily outlining form my thin white shirt. My brown, hard nipples and areola were also visible. I embarrassedly. I wanted someone older, I was imagining it was you.”“You fucked your mom’s boyfriend?”“Yeah.”“I thought I was into older men. But, I really wanted you.”“That’s so hot, Baby.” I said smiling, thinking of her fucking my ex’s boyfriend.“When I saw you again I was so excited, I just fell in love with you.”“I shouldn't have left you and your mom, Baby.”“It was so good to have you back. When you moved me in to my college dorm, my roommate was like ‘Who the fuck is that yummy dude? Leave him here. "Shut up Joan and just catch the ball." This from Billy. Jim, who wasstanding next to him began laughing. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to Billy Goat?" I asked. "You heard him Joan," Sam said. "Just shut up and catch the ball." Istood up, looked at the three of them as tears began slowly rolling downmy cheeks. I shook my head from side to side, took off my catcher's mittand threw it on the ground in front of me. Without a word, I walked offthe field. I had a faint hope that Sam.