He then handed me the cloth and I cleaned up. He got up to use the bathroom and I got to enjoy watching his ass as before he shut the bathroom door.He...was in there a minute and I started to get nervous. Was this my signal to leave? I knew how it worked when I picked up men from the app, but what about now? What was this? Then I heard the water stop running and saw the doorknob twist. He smiled at me and asked if I was hungry. I said I was, so I put on my boxer briefs and shorts and followed him. How are you?” we shook hands. Soft and gentle. They were tiny in my palm.Me:”So introduce yourself Priya..” I was going through her resume, her college projects.She went on to talk. Smiling and making beautiful expressions. As she spoke her lips parted showing off her beautiful smile. She looked confident the way her body moved as she explained herself. I hardly heard what she said but I was already interested in her.I asked her basic question. She was fluent and I gave her easy questions and. In all that time his girls' teams never won more than they lost in a season, and in many of those years they were lucky to win any. Despite their miserable showing, the girls team almost always outdrew the boys. It was no secret that coach Freethrow based his selection on looks rather than skill. He often claimed that he could always teach a pretty girl how to play, but it was impossible to turn an all-star who looked like she'd survived a bad accident into a pretty girl. Combine a team of. Now we must leave because time is deteriorating."She turns and sexily slinks away, in a way that only sexy as hell women know how to walk. My eyes are riveted on her ass when Byron leans over and interrupts my fantasies, "Thom are you sure about this?"I look at him and admit, "Byron, I wish we had a woman with looks like this on our team. She could walk right up to the target and eliminate them without them suspecting a thing."She turns, grins and confirms, "Thom, you are correct and would be.