Cheerleading was actually moredifficult than any other sport I ever played as a boy. In cheerleadinglike in any other sport, you needed strength, agil...ty and stamina. But acheerleader needed more than that. To be a really good cheerleader, agirl also had to have some artistic ability, lots of poise, charm andgracefulness, not to mention extreme flexibility. But no boy would everadmit that cheerleading was as hard as playing football or baseball but Iknew better. Let me see how many boys can. And when I hit 150 or so, I can rejuvenate again.Ray had been trying to have me over for lunch for several weeks, he had a new invention he wanted to show me but I kept putting him off; I was just too busy with forming my new company, Age Not. Finally, I found time to go and see him at his office downtown. I hoped he wasn’t going to be too mad at me.The sprawling complex of Haldeman Inc. could be daunting to the uninitiated, but I had been there many times. The architecture was designed to. She opened her legs for them, she was wet and she let them treat her like a common whore. Is that what she wanted? Okay then.There was one thing that we had talked about and I could never do it and I had always thought it was just dirty talk until now. Something that she hadn’t done to her perfect young body yet. I was so hard thinking about it, I hardly noticed her third orgasm. This time they didn’t slow down to let her come down from her high. Instead, the big dick just pushed himself into. I could feel a slight lump in my jeans. She walked next door and I made sure she got in safe. Then I stepped inside, and took off my clothes and stepped in the shower, washed up, and went to sleep. A few days passed and we did the same things every day, ride, hung out, walked her home, untill one day we went to Kats house instead of Marks. We hung out in there and talked like any old night. This night when we walked home, it was a much longer walk. and I walked Ashley home..