She was a cheerleader while I was a volleyball and basketball player. That said, we did have some things in common: we both loved to travel (we spent ...t least two weeks every year travelling, although this was our first foreign trip together), we both loved eighties movies (Sixteen Candles being a favorite of both of us), we both loved the Backstreet Boys (it was our first concert), we were both sarcastic and we both believed in fate (the belief that things happen for a reason.). Of course,. Now I am letting that temptation take over. I friended him right away and started a PM thread.Me: You remember me? My member name was Joe1234.M: Sure, we had some hot chats. You’re back? I thought you were dropping out for personal reasons.Me: Well, the reasons went away. Wife and I split.M: Sorry to hear that. It sounds like you gave it your best shot.Me: Did what we could.M: Did you ever publish that thread of our chat? I remember we were taking turns on each other…Me: No but I did. . its a long story…)I told her my story blah blah blah… Then she hugged me as we both went thru kind of similar bad phase of relation. Her hug was getting warm n her hands weren’t ready to leave me all in all it was great feeling.the She brought some pastries from fridge which she had and as the countdown striked we greeted each other and where screaming and music was loud and then she fed me slice of the cake and in return I was about to feed too but i applied the cream on her nose and cheeks. She still favored tee shirts and cutoffs. When she was eleven her breasts hadn't filled out a tee shirt as well as they did now. She would be turning eighteen in a couple days and they looked great."You ought to know, you son-of-bitch," I muttered to myself. "You played with them for quite a while last night."Sometime during this week I would have to ask Marti how much she remembered about the party and about what had happened after we left. If she had really blacked out I could pretend that.