An IM appears on my computer monitor.JMitchell2002: Hey.Wasn't expecting anyone… who the hell?Me: Sup.JMitchell2002: Saw on your profile we went to ...he same high school… I think I graduated before you did.Me: Right on… who are you?JMitchell2002: Jack Mitchell. Class of 2000. Track team?Oh shit. I remember him.Jack was the track and field star my Freshman year. He was my main competition in the sports section of the school paper… Buzzed brown hair, almost always wearing a black ski hat, light. . ?" Jordan said, looking over at her.Sam Koto didn't miss the look of relief on his Assistant's face when she realized she would be able to stay."I'm not even going to ask what you meant by that comment, It might be fun... ," Sam said, grinning at his friend.The three of them were still laughing when the cold drinks arrived a few moments later.Patricia and Jane talk...Jane returned to the cottage alone a short time later. Patricia out of her shower was dressed in a white fluffy bathrobe, which. ” I put my ass on her desk and spread my legs wide. Then I started doing what I had done so many hundreds of times with Amanda in my thoughts. But now, she was kneeling at my feet, watching me do it. I stroked myself slowly, enjoying every second of her attention. Pre-cum continued to drip on the floor between us. I could feel my balls swinging between my legs with every stroke. I am not porno star big, but right now, I felt super hard and massive. Amanda straightened on her knees and without. Her eyes were closed, and her soft, full lips were parted in a soft moan. Her body was… well, Amy had never really looked at other women in that way before, but looking now, she had to admit she liked what she saw. Six feet tall if she was an inch, with not an ounce of extra fat on her. Strong shoulders, wonderfully toned biceps, and breasts standing full and perky in the mist, probably held up by some well-built pecs.Amy’s eyes continued downward, over a flat, toned stomach, across the thighs.