I was sent to America to live in Boston with mum's brother who was an abusive drunken asshole. I guess I should be thankful he only beat my aunt, my c...usins, and me and didn't rape us, too.Mum and da left me money in a trust and by the time I was sixteen I had enough of Uncle Ronan's shit. A friend from school, Andi Argenti, told her father about me. He was a lawyer and he helped me get emancipated and a green card free and clear of my relatives. I lived with Andi's family through senior year. My eyes are getting used to the low dim light. To my surprise my wish has come true and I see you. You are in the bathtub covered under a blanket of soap. We both stare at each other and we both can’t believe we are in the same state yet alone in the same house. “Hi sweetie” you say with your lovely and sexy voice. I thought I would surprise you and take off early from work. I walk towards you and kneel down by the tub and whisper hi love. By instinct I gently kiss your soft lips and you feel. The next morning Joan came downstairs around 11am, she slept solidly all night and I could see she was still exhausted and she was walking slowly and deliberately as the night before took its toll on her. We didn’t speak for ages and it was an uncomfortable silence. All of our hormones had settled down the smell of sex was nowhere to be found except the car. She reached over the table to my hand and took it in hers and I gave her hand a gentle squeeze. That seemed to satisfy us both for now.. This one was different from the end of the first period of my first match. Well we went through the first with nothing major happening and I took bottom in the second period. I guess that got him a little excited being in that position in front of him. I hit a roll and put him on his back right at the whistle. I suppose he was taken offguard and next thing he knew he was pinned. well I get up to shake his hand and hes sporting a HUGE boner. Total embarrasment for him I imagined seeing as how.