She can tell you who plays for almost any team and what their Batting Average is. I used to think it was so funny to see her reading the sports pages ...very morning. I, on the other hand, am kind of a Baseball dumb blond. No, I am not blond. At least, not right at this moment.My name is Linda. I am almost 20 years old and I go to a State College for a business degree. I am only a freshman because I got a late start. With 4" heels, I stand 5' 10" tall; I weight about 125 and have dark brown hair.. I was just in a red thong and white t shirt. I looked out my window and into the house of my neighbors. There son, Jason, was sitting in his own living room. I smiled and moved my hand to my crouch as I thought about him. My hand found it’s way to my wet opening and rubbed my clit. I imaged Jason face in between my legs. I wished he was here with me. I often fantasized over him. He was tall, tan and very muscular. He had a nice head of brown hair and blue eyes. I moaned softly as I rubbing. "Cade threw Lonnie a frown. "I don't think I should be the one to do this," he said.The kids were screaming and Buddy, the dog, was chasing them. He had almost healed from his injuries."I'm not good in front of groups," Angie scoffed, "And you are Cade."Callie leaned back in her chair, "Well Cade, you were able to get all the neighbors around here to band together," she said with raised eyebrows."Oh not you too Cal," Cade scoffed and rolled his eyes. He then gently reached over and stroked. " I complied, feeling the wool rope tighten even further around my legs."Tommy!" Spike said harshly. "Go to the showers and bring back some soap and water." Tommy rushed off in the direction of the community showers. You could always find some used soap and a few paper cups in there.Spike then shed his cut-off jeans. Underneath, he had on a bright red, tight-fitting bathing suit. Standing in front of me, he pulled his trunks down to just below his balls, which hung down, plump and very hairy.He.