Not that I noticed! I was a basketball player, 6'4, 200 lbs, not tall for college - but I came off the bench, aggressive defender, could shoot and con...ributed where I could (my avatar is real - put on about 30 lbs. since school).But this story is about what I didn't know about Rick (and vice versa) on a Thursday afternoon in 1986. We both had busy schedules - but we always had time on Thursdays to get together at his house and catch up on things. I got there at the usual - door unlocked as. One of the reasons the coach journey takes so long is the ridiculous number of weigh bridges there are! Each one with its own group of road side traders who try to sell you everything from flip flops to oranges to popcorn to corn on the cob – which they will poke you in the head with if you ignore them. The drive to Emau takes so long due to the lack of road. The mud track is rutted and muddy and slippery with water because it had rained not long before. At Emau we spent a few more days being. He parked the car and we went near the seashore where boats are being stopped. While walking he was cupping my butt. He sat near a boat. I too sat near (towards his left) him by leaning on the boat. Now we can’t find any one near that place. Within few minutes he started lip kissing me. He put his left arm around me and his fingers play with my stomach. His right hand started moving over my small tits while he puts his tongue deep inside my mouth. Both the tongues talked among themselves for. I watched as Emma Vaughn shook hands with her opponent before returning to her seat. I couldn’t believe it. This girl had actually taken a heavyweight male wrestler into overtime. Obviously, females were stronger than I thought. Even in the heavier weight classes. Beside me, Luke gently touched my shoulder. I looked at our team captain, the beefy redhead. He grinned at me. I smiled back. Our team had won. We were going home happy. I wasn’t happy. I was actually worried. These females were.