Oh, Mom, of all your friends, well, she is certainly the best looking. She's a fox." Well, as you know, she and I are very good friends and, well, she...told me that her husband, well, he's been cheating on her for some time now and she's just devastated." Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, Mom, she's really nice, doesn't deserve that, for sure." You're right. I asked her if he was willing to drop the other woman and, I guess he's not. She doesn't want to divorce because of their two teenagers so she's. So, having exhausted the subject of girls, all that was left to talk about was football, and with practice starting only six weeks off, it was something to talk about.Josh didn't want much to talk about football; he'd be hearing it enough before long, sweating in August, with coaches yelling at him. This fall, with a car, now, and an active spot on the varsity, rather than just a walk-on, he might be able to develop some female attention that he'd been unable to as a sophomore. "It's not right. And as she became more and more buzzed, the more she wanted to be touching me. After a while longer, every hand that I helped her win was rewarded with a deep hug directly into her massive chest. A little while longer after that, she looked at her watch and turned to me.“It’s almost 2 am, sweetie. I’m ready to go to my cabin,” She told me.I must have been unable to hide my disappointment as I responded with, “this black jack party sure died. I guess I’m heading to my room as well. Thanks for. Don't you?" Uh... well, I'm not sure where we could go. I... I... God, you are so beautiful. Really, you are."I couldn't help myself. She was beautiful almost too beautiful. And rich, that was obvious. She had about a billion dollars in diamonds on her fingers and wrist. Way out of my class of woman for sure. I felt like a poor pauper being given a treat by visiting royalty."Oh... any man that thinks I'm beautiful I love listening to. Keep on... I want to hear more of your thoughts."Laughing in.