”“Well, I guess leaving from the back door is the best way to end this,” I joked, not knowing how that thought entered my head, but it made Jack...laugh.“Do you have any lubricant?” Jack asked as he got up from the bed.“I have baby oil in the bathroom,” I replied and remained on the bed while Jack left for the bathroom to retrieve the oil.When he came back to me, he stood at the side of the bed. I watched him pour a little bit of baby oil in the palm of his hand and began to stroke his cock until. I watched as she first undid the long braid that held her blond hair while she slept. Each movement of her hands and arms caused her big breasts to swing in a lurid dance that called to me. As she then ran a pick through her hair, she looked into my darkened room and saw me staring at her. She blew a kiss at me and then turned side to side to swing her big hangers for me!She reached into the shower and I heard the nozzles come to life, hissing out their warm morning greeting. As she stepped. Heavens how long has it been?" Don't even go there pal ... long enough" was his reply.Suddenly the years were just stripped away and it was just like the old times again. Tony had married and had in fact emigrated to Australia some time ago. Now retired he had time on his hands and was endeavoring to catch up with past friends. He'd known where Alex and Diane had moved to and took pot luck with the phone book, and bingo he had hit the right button and found Alex and Diane."Hey look ... Diane. The weather was damp and drizzly when we got up, and we were afraid we’d have to cancel the game. It hardly ever does that in Boise during the summer! Fortunately, it dried up and the sun came out so we were cleared to play. I have no idea what the score ended up and it doesn’t really matter at that age. All the kids bat each inning, regardless of how many outs are made. T-ball isn’t about competitiveness, just the kids learning about the game and hopefully, having fun along the way. At least.