Mother’s day came and went with no pictures, and then the first couple weeks of June when I moved back to work with a friend’s landscaping company... for the summer. I’d almost forgotten the whole deal before that hot afternoon. Nope, it probably wouldn’t have really panned out for a Christmas or Mother’s day gift after all I thought wryly—a print from the center of my pile, my Mom straight and erect as a ballerina, up on her toes, those bared breasts as perfect as a young girl’s breasts could. I fell into the pool with a huge splash as he stood next to the pool laughing before jumping in himself.We were very flirtatious as we splashed around in the pool, our minimally clothed bodies rubbing against one another.After a while, another family with small children showed up to swim, so we decided to get out and headed back up to our rooms.When we got back upstairs into David’s room, I announced that I was going to take a shower. Keep in mind that David and I shared a bathroom back home,. “I guess you’ve played before.”That set them both to laughing. “They’re the frat champions.” The manager pointed at a plaque on the wall. There were a number of small brass plates, one for each year, and the current winners were James Easton and Rubin Goldstein, Kappa Gamma Sigma.I shook my head. “You two are these guys?” I asked, tapping on the plaque. They howled in laughter again. “Okay, so who’s who?”The guy who played me grinned and stuck out his hand. “I’m Jim Easton. This is Boris.” The. You wanted a skank while you got one. Now take off your pants. I gladly oblige thinking this is going to to be great. I don t even bother to get up I just pull them down and she is right on top of me before I even look up from pulling my pants down and she looks at me and says in the same sexy voice You wont be smiling for long. I begin to smile more, loving this new attitude of hers. She just looks at me and pushes me back hard on the ground. I begin to complain until I see she is standing.