.I f you wanna know my favorite drinks." She starting to play with a lose piece of her hair. "Well then do you mind if I buy you a drink?" Matty asked...grabbing her had and jumping a little. He was amazed at how well her hand fit with his. How her little fragile hands fit prefectly with his very large manly hands. "I mean I don't wanna force oyu ot have a drink with me but it would really make my night." Matty said not wanting her to think she had to do anything.Grace started to become worried. I guess you could classify me as a jock, just not the baseball, football or basketball type. I did like cross country and really liked the long distance runs we had to do. Most of the other guys on the team hated running anything over 6 or 8 miles. Me, I felt I was just getting started at 6. It didn’t matter if it was spring or winter season. It was just great to be outside. So I was definitely in shape but not muscular. For the last few years my dad has been doing all sorts of running races. I heard her moan when I reached around and rubbed her stomach. Bringing my hands back, I pressed my finger tips into her skin and kneaded all around her back, continuously putting pressure on the knot and knowing that it was gradually loosening. Helen moaned repeatedly as I slid my hands all the way up her back, taking the towel with me. Then, boldly, I rubbed outwards from her neck, over her shoulders and across the knot that held the towel together. Once again I rubbed upwards, allowing my. Jim was out of town that evening and I was at the computer when I had received an IM message; it was from one of the guys that we had contacted.We, Greg and I, began a live IM session with very normal, non-sexual, electronic conversation. Slowly, our messages became a bit more sexual in nature, though not pornographic, if you know what I mean.Greg gave me a site to go to where we could have a live session, both of us able to use our web-cams to stream video of us both as we 'chatted'. Asking.