"No," he breathed "leave them on, they make you look so... so... sexy."Straightening I let my hands lie at my sides letting him gaze upon me for a wh...le then I did a low twirl so that he could see all of me. It was as though I was in a dream, stepping out of the pile of clothing round my ankles I moved closer to my son until I was barely two foot from him. My whole body seemed to be on fire with arousal as his eyes covered every inch of me with a look of hunger and love and lust. Smiling I. That's where she had first seen Javon, one of several Black soldiers that would hang out there, not in the least because of the cute young girls, my twenty year old wife being one of them. It seems this particular table had been taken over by the Blacks in the unit, the whites having been warned off. And they were not at all shy about checking out the girls, talking to them and hitting on them if they thought they could get away with it, usually without much success. But Javon was a smooth. " The coach continued, "Howevergiven that you turned out to be a very small girl i am concerned for yoursafety. Tiffany nodded in agreement with the coach's concerns but thenpleaded with the coach "Coach I love playing football please let me cometo practice and see how things go." Coach Ryan responded, "OK I willstart you off with a few plays and you must be honest with me and tell meif you are hurt in any way." Tiffany agreed to let the coach know if shegot hurt or was feeling any pain after. "Get up." I laughed again."Can't." Was his one word reply which was keeping me laughing.I kissed his forehead. "Well my dear, you no longer smell of flowers. Sweaty man, and sex, definitely sex." Hm." He said.Which of course set me to laughing again."Wha?" He asked, eyes closed."You sound like a cave man." I petted him, smoothing back his hair."It's God's little joke on us all. Men wanna sleep after sex, and Woman wanna cuddle and talk." But there was a smile on his face when he said it.I.