She was a divorcee(i really dont know what a dumb husband he would have been)I was always good at giving presentations in college(ask any MBA student ...bout MBA and they will tell u about presentations only).She was assigned to our section as the Soft skills trainer.During her 1st class she asked few of the students to give sample presentation…i immediately nominated myself and bang i went with a typical presentation…she praised my skills in front of all and thats where it all started.I was her. After I came she said she was going to get us some food a0nd slipped on a sour skirt and see-through top I just smiled and told her I would get a shower while she was gone. She got back just as I was getting out of the shower. She was giddy and as we ate she said she flashed a couple of boys and they followed her around the store I could tell it had turned her on because as we sat there eating she kept sizzering her legs open and closed flashing me all the while. That night I closed the. But all my boxers were dirty so I just wore nothing, this was the last day I ever did that.During practice we paired up around 120-130 (Can't remember exactly) and I got with a 8th grader which was awkward because I usually practiced with a guy friend I knew. And we were going to practice the ball in chain. (This involved the on one top to put their hands through the pinned ones legs to grab their hand.)It's awkward for guys too, and it's probably also very awkward for the eighth grader who had. On the way out, I pulled the tarp off and put it in the back of my truck neatly folded. I arrived at my church on time. It was abuzz with the news of the missing princess. I was asked what I might know. I said, “I didn’t watch news last night preferring sports to news.” I grinned. “The Braves won.”The man asking said, “Sam, you just don’t keep up with current events.”“Only those that interest me. Who got shot yesterday and hearing about some spoiled royal from elsewhere just aren’t important,.