’ Ken put the card into his shirt pocket, the pockets on his pants were too much trouble to get past his bulging waist to get into, and promptly for...ot about it. Mrs. F sure did look better that she had in school, she must have lost 50 lbs or more. Though history had not been one of his better subjects, Mrs. Friedman had been one of his favorite teachers. She was not that much older than the students and had always been pleasant and willing to lend a hand when it was needed. Too bad about her. Abby was and is, in my mind, a beautiful, interesting, desirable woman; we go good together. She's 5 feet 8, with an athletic body that pushes toward voluptuous; strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, and a few freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks complete the package...Abby is a lot like me. I don't mean we look alike; I'm 6 feet 3 with a fairly hard muscled body and weigh about 200 pounds. I have black hair and gray eyes. What I meant when I said we were a lot alike was that we both. .uh need to….go” he said.“Oh..sure honey.” I said, trying to sound as normal as possible.When we got to the bathroom Tim just stood there. I hesitated for a moment, but then screwed up my courage. I went around to his back and pulled his shorts down, trying not to look. I waited as he went and when he stopped I reached down and pulled his shorts back up.“See! That wasn’t so bad! I didn’t see a thing” I said, lying a bit. I couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of his cute ass, but I wasn’t going to. Tuck walked that way, Judy turned and waved to Elspeth, waved at the tent, then to Becky and Lydia. Elspeth nodded, moved to get the other two."Let's get the tent up again," Judy told them.Tuck put the bag down and opened it.Judy and Elspeth tugged on the heavy canvas, getting it out. Somewhere along the line Tuck had managed to slip the hammer inside the bag. Elspeth hefted the hammer, and then looked at Tuck, standing to one side, watching them. So too, Judy noted, was Gamelin. In fact,.