She was beginning to understand why the kids like that kind of music so much; it had an insistent sexual undertone that she had not responded to in th...e past; now she was accepting the horny rhythm and flowing with it.She looked over to where the kids were dancing, their naked young bodies so lovely and appealing in the soft golden light from a bar lamp. They moved with unconscious, unstudied grace, with an animal-like beauty that was basic to their very beings. Beside her, Chris nodded. She smiled at me and said, “You’re a little quick for me, but just a little.” With a grin and another kiss I expected to hear those magic words ‘Come in.’ Instead Traci said those less than magic words, “Good night.”The third week started. Traci was playing better poker and had stopped doing the dumb stuff. Now it was a matter of time and experience, and her poker playing ability would turn her into an excellent player.That Thursday she was playing and I was in my usual spot behind her when for. She was fairly chubby but that's whatI liked about her. Her tits were large and she had a nice big sexy ass. Shewas normally an A+ student in every class but this class was different. Shehad never been any good at math. This was her senior year and the end of thefirst term. Everyone knew she wanted to go co collage but without this courseshe wouldn't be able to attend. It was 3 days before finals and Savannah knewthat she wasn't doing well although her parents thought she was. It was justbefore. I don’t ever remember this article of clothing but she looked great as her full breasts moved the shirt material away from her body, revealing her rather firm stomach. It looked as if the only other clothing she had on were her panties. I didn’t see my daughter, Sue until I was completely in the room. She was standing, leaning against the kitchen counter. She had her arms folded defensively around her mid section which held my shirt, my dress shirt against her. The shirt did little to hide her.