“Nurse, you are just drop dead sexy. I have seen you walking around and watched those big breasts jiggling under your dress. You arouse me and make ...me lust for you. I’d love it if you would teach me the language of sex as I've heard nurses are very good at teaching that.”Stunned, I asked myself, “What did he say? Is this real?” I stared back at him and one thought was running through my head, “Oh yes, I want this delicious guy for sure.” “Wow, you are clear in what your needs are, my boy!. He kept working, though. When we played a pickup game with me and a few of my cousins before the wedding, he put moves on me that were just incredible. He head faked, drove, pulled up and put a little jumper right in, nothing but net. He did a few other things to me, like nailing an outside 20-footer, even hooking one right over me. Now, I knew he’d grown faster than me (he was already 5-foot-11 when we entered eighth grade, I was only 5-4 on a good day), but he finally realized that he could. Having no car, she had to walk almost everywhere, so her ass was tight, only a bit wide. She had the look of a sultry, mature woman. Fair skinned and blue eyed, she was a beauty in her own right. While she compared herself to the young women, she did not notice the appreciative looks she was receiving from all the young men. More than one jaw dropped, as she walked across the campus. Determined to succeed in her endeavor, she studied hard, and the first week of school passed by quickly. Christy. But I couldn't let it stop at that. For some reason, I got it in my head that if watching guys ogle her excited me so much, watching her with another man would be nirvana. When I broached the subject, she thought I was nuts and wouldn't have any part of it. She said she only played the slut because I seemed to enjoy it, but that she would never go beyond harmless teasing. That she wasn't 'that kind of girl', and so on. But I wouldn't let the fantasy go. I was unrelenting with constant.