‘I mean, you and me was the best fucking basketball players on the team, and nothing?’ ‘Sucks, but you know what? Fuck them,’ Mike said, slapp...ng the book shut. ‘Want to go shoot a few?’ Jack asked. ‘Your house, my mom’s got another one of her migraines,’ Mike said. The summer sun bore down on them and the humidity made the air almost too thick to breathe as they dribbled the ball and shot baskets on the goal Jack’s father had hung for his son. <,<,<,<, ‘Son, you’re probably one of the. Without pretense or ceremony, he yanked off Tara’s bed covers and shook her to wake her up. The girl, who was used to her father’s foul moods that often ended in beatings, had learned the hard way not to fight or disagree with him – so when he barked at her to get naked, she practically jumped out of her clothes. Despite his stupor, Buck couldn’t help but drool when he saw the young girl’s voluptuous body, her womanly curves, the large but firm tits she’d inherited from her mother. Without a. Basically putting on a show, mainly for my enjoyment as well as their own.One such ‘show’ happened when we returned from the Tower of London and shopping trip. While Chris and I had been exploring the bowels of that 10,000-ton ship and marveling like little boys at what previous generations of engineers had managed to achieve nearly eighty years previous, the girls had been out shopping.They refused to tell us or show us what they’d bought until finally back in the cottage after dinner they. I stuck the shoes in my brief case (since I wasn't going to try and walk the three blocks in heels and I quiclky made my way to her hotel. Once I was out of the elevator on her floor, I kicked off my shoes and put on the heels, bagging my shoes in my case. Man was I wobbley as I turned the corner and headed down the hall. Her room was at the end of the hall and i prayed that I would make it without falling. Just then, a guy came out of this room and turned toward the elevator. I froze and tried.