The girls in my grade at least the hot ones, were all athletes… we had that in common, but they of course all dated the best players on our respecti...e team… or they dated the captain of each team. What was unusual, was that the cheerleaders weren’t that hot. The hottest ones were Jen, who was a lacrosse/field hockey legitimate all American super star. She wasn’t tall, 5’5”, maybe 5’6”, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, great B cup tits that pointed straight… and I imagined had absolutely ZERO. Or I try to muscle it over and slice that sucker into the next county.But today ... Today I hit it just so. I felt it go straight, true, and far. You know that feeling you get when you hit the sweet spot dead center? That sucker soared. My fist was in the air as the ball cleared the lake. Then the fucker hit a six inch rock on the fly and ricocheted all the way back to my side of the lake. My partner Randy was rolling on the ground. Then I popped a 7 iron shot right back into the middle of the. She's pulling to the left so I have to get my alignment checked soon. How's the 'Vette?" I'm getting her painted next week. Flame red." Nice." Helen approved. Steve's corvette was a well-maintained little hot rod and frequently appeared in local car shows along side Helen's car."'Vette as in Corvette?" Zee's voice purred over Helen's shoulder. Involuntarily she shivered. When his hand surreptitiously caressed the back of her thigh and ass, she felt her already sopping pussy drip."Yeah," Steve. It was during this inspection that he discovered the old station master’s residence. This had been one of my priority construction projects. I had gone in and redesigned the entire space. It was a space dripping with elegance and opulence. Just the refresher space alone was 4 times the size of a normal living pod. It included cold, warm and hot water baths. Real baths, not showers. The cooking spaces included every cooking device known to man and enough refrigerator and freezer space to supply.