Somehow ... she didn't understand it ... exactly.What she did understand was what watching those men row ... biceps bulging, pectorals straining, thos... massive backs leaning into the work with their neck muscles standing out ... all to pull those massive oar grips and move the weight of that hull another foot ... did to her mind. They wore wrestling singlets ... those mens leotards ... thank God they were stretchy. 'I know I'm not supposed to look ... there'.While she was thinking she changed. The really crazy part was that neither time I went through this I had been asked to join the National Honor Society. This just proved to me that it was totally about favoritism and school politics and nothing about grades. When Parker went through high school, he ended up as salutatorian (number 2 in grades) and was asked to join. When Maggie followed him a few years later, with even better grades, but a don’t fuck with me attitude, she wasn’t asked to join. How I became valedictorian without. It’s fine for anyone else, but not fine for me. I don’t believe in it. I gave my word and I’m going to keep it to the best of my ability. Please don’t take that as a commentary on your life. You made the decisions that were right for you. And that’s totally your business.”“You have some very, very strange ideas about the world. Not bad, necessarily, but strange nonetheless. But you also have the courage of your convictions. I’ve said my piece on it, and I won’t raise either of those issues with. I drew it back and slipped my own finger into my mouth. Mmmmm, perfect! The intoxicating taste of her girly secretions made my cock surge even more. I looked down at my erect cock and saw it bobbing with each of my heartbeats. There was a glistening drop of pre-cum at the tip that was starting to distend down and I watched as it finally parted from the gaping eye and dropped to the floor.“Before I fuck you like this Emma,” I said as I brought my hand back up against her sodden panties, “I want.