Yet again, "WHAT DIDHE SAY?" "HE SAYS HE'S GONNA FOCUS! " With a big grin the deaf twin shouted out, "OH LARD JESUS! BOTH OF US????"BallsINTERESTING O...SERVATION1. The sport of choice for the urban poor is BASKETBALL.2. The sport of choice for maintenance level employees is BOWLING.3. The sport of choice for front-line workers is FOOTBALL.4. The sport of choice for supervisors is BASEBALL.5. The sport of choice for middle management is TENNIS.And...6. The sport of choice for corporate executives. Gwen’s hot little tongue darted from her mouth, tracing Angela’s lips, intent on thawing the ice maiden. Slowly, the glacier melted and her lips parted. Soon another hot tongue endeavored to warm the flames of their gentle caress. Angela’s open eyes stared at Gwen as a multitude of emotions, thoughts and feelings flickered in the blue light of their love. They had known each other since birth, next-door neighbors and inseparable companions for eighteen years. They were in love and always had. I gently brushed her golden locks away from her pretty face, back behind her ears, exposing her bright, blue eyes, which glistened with excitement. “Ready to have some fun, baby?” ”Yes, master,” she said, with a knowing smile. I smiled too, and told her I loved her as I planted a big, wet kiss on her juicy lips. ”Mm, I love you too,”she said. I caressed her back with the palm of my hand, moving slowly up to her ass. ”Arch your back for me, honey. Present your ass to me” She moaned,. I had spent the night at Joe and Lauren’s house quite a bit over the years. When we were all younger it wasn’t unusual for all of us to hang out late at night in the family room watching TV or playing video games all night long. Back then, of course, Joe and I usually just wore our little kid fruit-of-the-loom underwear and a t-shirt. Lauren would usually wear a sort of sleep shirt and just her panties, the sleep shirt was usually long enough to cover her panties but not 100% of the time. We.