Dad grumbled at that and offered to check Mom’s weight on the scales as well as his own. That got the pair of them to arguing, and Jack, Bobbie Joe,...and I took the opportunity to get out of there!I made the team, and Mom and I got a schedule for the practices and games. Practice was mostly after school, and the games were usually Saturday mornings. The varsity team played Friday nights. They practiced on the main field while JV practiced anywhere else we could grab. That might be the soccer. Just how much I had enjoyed being with Ramona and her friends. It had been good for me in several ways. Companionship for sure. It was something I had been doing without for too long and I was reminded that I wanted to do something about that. But first, I had to settle somewhere. Not too many women want to be with a nomad.It was good to get out and play golf. I had almost forgotten how much I enjoyed the game and I wanted to play more ... a lot more. I was also very lucky, I knew. The money. I muddled through finals and was pretty sure I'd done reasonably well.Evie and I had lunch together every day with the gang, and rode home together after school, right up until the final day of exams. Mostly, we just talked; there was a silent understanding between us that once graduation slipped by, we'd have plenty of time for "to be continued". I had very little chance to speak privately with either Dave or Eileen, certainly not at any length; I'd only gotten assurances that their prom date. I would practically sprint up the stairs when my Mother or step father told me it was time for bed because I was so excited to make myself cum. I would usually sleep in panties and a nighty or oversized tshirt. Pretty much every night those panties would be slipped around my ankles so I could spread my legs and rub my clit until I came hard trying not to scream. My favourite though was to have my knickers around my ankles and humping my pillow. Oh jeez, I loved that! The hours I must have spent.