They were impressed with that, and were very cordial when I showed up to pick up Helen. I was dressed in a suit, and she was wearing an appropriate dr...ss—I didn't know what to call it, but it didn't make much difference since she would not be wearing it much longer. She came out with an overnight bag, so I knew that our ruse had worked.Helen was definitely uncomfortable when I drove up to our house. She really had no idea what to expect from my parents, whom she was worried about, or the other. Nick and Terry were each twenty five years old, and going to night classes at the University Of Alabama in Birmingham. Their classes were on Monday, Wednesday and Friday nights. They went to classes from six until ten those nights.Terry and Nick were race fans. They seldom missed a race at Talladega Speedway, it was less than forty miles away and they had an opportunity to get good seats long before any race. That was one of their few non essential expenses.They had decided several years before. I went to a movie. When I returned she was sitting on the couch. She appeared to be drunk again. Her robe was up over her crotch and her pussy was showing. I sat down across from her and stared at her pussy for a few minutes while massaging my cock through my pants. I got to the edge of shooting off and quickly went to my room and jacked off. When I returned to the room, she had slipped down some and was in a strained position. I put my hand on her leg and shook her several times before she. But maybe it started when I was growing up and I observed men looking at my growing breasts and bulging ass. That excited me and I did not know what it was. I understood it as I grew up. The long stares of hungry men, especially older ones excited me and I started to dress provocatively. I wore skirts and shirt/blouse.The blouse would have a deep cut in the front that would show my 34-inch breasts. The skirt would be knee length and a bit loose so that once in a while it would fly and give a.