I loved the outdoors, and I knew that as soon as I went inside I would not be getting the exercise that I did now. At six foot two, two-forty-five and...at forty-two years of age, I could just see what I would be like in a couple of years. Exactly like Cal, I would have put on forty or fifty pounds and would be a heart attack waiting to happen.That is not something I want to happen to my family. Cal was only five years older than I, and I could be sure to see my future, if I left working with my. With some cooperation, they finally formed two semi-circular lines- the front row knelt while the back row crouched somewhat- in umpire stances, with their hands on the backs of their classmates. The boys were frozen by the sight. Holy shit, what an ass!Raymond opened the container of Vaseline and put it on the table right next to Penny's waist. The grease looked wet and shiny, thick and gloppy. It was undoubtedly cold. She was struggling not to break down and cry. No, that would probably turn. “Take off your blouse and bra” He instructed. His mom, too drunk to fully register that her stepson just demanded she remove her clothing, pulled her blouse over her head and unhooked her front-clasp bra. Her beautiful breasts spilled out and were illuminated by the lot lamp post the car was parked under. Jim could see his mom was aroused. Her nipples were extended and taut, begging for attention. Mom looked so unbelievably hot and so very fuckable with her breasts exposed to him and he reached. What they saw, however, posed no threat but provided a shock that brought gasps of amazement. They looked wide-eyed at each other, then back towards the scene as though confirming what each other saw could be real. It was."Holy fuck!"Jimmy tugged Paul's arm and frantically pulled him behind a tree. "Shut up, for fucks sake," he hissed, "or you'll blow our cover."There, no more than twenty yards in front of them, was someone they'd never thought to see again after leaving school. Sally, or Sal.