" Jamie let out an exasperated huff and spun on her heels. "I'm going to bed! I probably won't even get to college at this rate," she gushed as she st...opped up the stairs to her room. She closed the door behind her, got undressed and slipped into her pyjamas. She sat down at her dressing table and started to cleanse - pausing midway to pout - practicing the next hot look for her facebook profile. She jumped into bed and grabbed her phone from the bedside table: no messages from him. She started. Many thanks to jhasty658 for his effort in editing as well as suggestions on developments on this story.The StoryDamon, a freshman athlete, saw me holding a pale pink envelope when I came out of the head coach's office. "Someone's getting married?" he asked."Yeah," I said. "His nephew is marrying Nancy Hunters." Nancy 'Clara Bow' Hunters?" Yeah," I said, chuckling."I've heard of her name, but I have no clue why she has that nickname, and who the hell is Clara Bow?" Want to have a coffee?". One of the scenarios we discuss most often is the idea of having a threesome with another woman. But while we both enjoy the fantasy, we have always agreed that this is one of those things best left to the imagination. We agreed that there are simply too many complications that could arise from acting our fantasy out. More precisely, I have always said that a fantasy threesome was superior to reality, and if this statement was motivated more by political correctness than desire, well, we all. "You've got bigger," Patty couldn't help saying admiringly when Bobby had peeled the sweatshirt over his head and stood standing next to her in just a pair of shorts."I lifted all winter. I want to get stronger for football season." Your chest, your biceps...they're nice...so big," she said as her fingers lightly traced his pecs and then ran over his nipples."I'm a man," he boasted, then flexed his arms and chest in the classic weightlifters pose. "Feel my biceps," he ordered."It's not fair. I.