I had decided that it was too hot and decided to remove my sun dress for some relief. Beep! I heard a horn, it was aunt Selma . “Sweetie I’m �...�bout to go to the store, I’ll be back in ‘bout an hour”. “OK”, I yelled back through the window. I collapsed back onto the bed laying there exhausted in clear blue lingerie panties and a matching top. I then heard footsteps approach as the door opened to my room. I had forgotten to lock the door. Stupid me. I quickly lunged up to cover myself. It was. Her breasts were OK, but she would have preferred them to be a little larger. Janet's hips were wide, and she thought that in twenty years she would have hips just like her mother. She seldom dated, a ritual going back to her high school days. It wasn't that Janet didn't like boys, she did, but they just seemed to ignore her, not the kind of a girl to show off to your friends or take home to mother.No, Janet had her own special sex life and she used these mountain excursions for her own. Not the heroic actions of a military mastermind, but the temporary slavery. Still she had to admit she looked good in the iconic outfit of nerd lust. She and her friends had saved for months to go to Dragon-con. Unable to afford a hotel room in any of the 6 hotels hosting the convention in the 2 square blocks of downtown Atlanta taken over by 50,000 nerds every year. They had to resort to getting a cheap motel room within walking distance of a Marta station, and a weekend subway pass. The major. "No but I could use mine cut too," Rick said."Sit your ass down. Justin's pretty good," Scott said."I can see he is and getting lots of practice," Rick said. He tossed offhis shirt."Damn, your ass is getting fat," Colt stated to Rick, who did have a rollaround his middle."Just wait in two years with all that drinking, it'll come," Rick said andtook his seat."I doubt that shit," Kris said, punching his abs. "You know you could comework out with us anytime you want." I could if I had the desire.