Suddenly, my dad’s bedroom door opened and the 6-foot tall figure came out of it. It was my daddy. He was wearing nothing but boxer shorts. His shou...ders were broad and effulgent.He had a gigantic frame. His abs were somewhat close to six-packs. Tremendous biceps and equally large chest muscles made him a man of steel. His face was cleanly shaven and his hair was grey in color.He came out and saw me on the floor. My body was wet and I was naked. His eyes glued to me. We both didn’t know how to. The first round she had rolled a 289 and beaten him by more points than he would ever admit to. Afterwards, she told him she had bowled on a team before she had moved to work at the library and he made her bowl with the opposite hand. He still hadn't won any games, but she hadn't beaten him as badly as the first game.When they stepped inside the door, Jack pulled her into his arms; and every drop of blood headed south at the feel of her curves crushing against him and the thought of burying his. The first thing she noticed was Suzanne's pale white back. She didn't see any clothing above her friend's waist, and realized that meant Suzanne's front also was completely exposed. Then her eyes went to Alan and she realized that he was sitting in the perfect position to ogle Suzanne's bare chest.As she stepped further into the room, she was able to see around Suzanne's back more until she saw enough of Alan to determine that he wasn't wearing any shorts. Then she saw his shorts on the floor.. They just didn’t show its presence as well as do singlets, but then again, with singlets, you’re not on the mat with him, your eyes not a foot away.He had me stand on the center of the rug.“Circle around to start, Aunt Cindi,” showing me how. “Shake yourself down to stay loose,” showing me that as well.“Kind of loosey-goosey?” I suggested, but he missed it.“So here’s a takedown. It’s worth two points.”“That’s not very many.”“Well, it’s what you get.”“So take me down, Hulk Hogan,” not the type.