. I just wouldn't like you to lose because I'm not a very good crew." I don't like to lose, but I'm not expecting great success in my first season bac.... You'd be helping me out, and if you don't like it at least I'll have a chance to find a replacement." Then, okay, I'm glad to help."She smiled. "Thanks, that's a relief. Perhaps we could get together and get some practice? Are you free this weekend?" I certainly can be. Saturday morning?" Great! Now ... I've not been around much lately. What. The "obvious" twenty somethings were wearing their jeans teasingly snug in the crotch and hips, cut low around the waist - the next reincarnation of fashion. I shot the obligatory glance at a fine woman here and there just to throw a little confusion to anyone who caught me staring. Old habit. Still single and horny at 42, perhaps I could have done things a bit differently. I wondered if I'd be telling myself that ten years from that moment. It didn't matter. Nature was calling.I sipped more. He frustrated her at times and she mentioned that sometimes she thought she would like to see an 'older' man. That always perked my interest since as an ex-soldier I was about 2 years older than she.Since she lived at home and commuted to school each day she sometimes said he was suffocating her. Too much contact, too distracting from her studies. When she finished and looked up, I gave her my most charming smile and said, 'Can I walk you to your car'? It was dark now and the parking lot of. " Ok, sure let's go." Watching her ass as we walked to the room made me nervous as if I should just stop while I can. I didn't and once the door closed she "so how can I help you"? I took a deep breath and pulled of sweatshirt "this" and I pulled her in to my arms and pushing her against a wall kissing her soft warm lips. While she was distracted I quickly unbuttoned her jeans and I could feel her trying to push away but she was to skinny to put up a fight. I quickly stepped back "what are.