That stream where I first met Julia and Susan ran close to Clear Wells and had trees growing along most of its length, so it was a good place to head ...for a picnic. We found a very pleasant location right next to the stream and exited the carriage. Julia and Susan found a spot for the picnic blanket, and we sat down. I was the one who knew about picnics, so I was the one who ordered the food.I ordered potato salad heavy on the sweet pickle, tuna salad, also heavy on the sweet pickle, potato. Not a week later, the NCAA reversed itself again and I was told I could play anywhere I wanted to in the fall. Coach Street called immediately to tell me there would be no hard feelings if I went somewhere else. I told him I appreciated it, but I'd given my word. I was playing for him in the fall.During the spring, I refused to call Suzette. My mom's situation was wearing on me. She was depressed and had given up hope. She hated to get out of bed to do anything — and I didn't blame her. I. I smiled at her. She stole a glance, bent her head, and smiled.On the third day, I found myself dressed up smartly in a white shirt and blue jeans. I was 23, clean-shaved, and fair, with a good height (touching 6 feet). My thoughts drifted to daydreams. If only I weren’t a junior lecturer at the same college, I would talk to Piyali. I curbed my imagination and got ready.She caught me by surprise and greeted me with a handshake.Piyali: Good morning, sir.Sourav: Looking good, prepared well, I. Amanda always knew I was hornier than a 17 year old on prom night. I think she knew I wanted to fuck her sister too, though it never really came up. We had a decent sex life, but nothing crazy. She knew I desired more, but she never had the drive to match mine."And please don't jack off all over the counter tops." Amanda shot back as I was pouring the drinks"yes dear" I grumbled...When I carried the drinks into the living room I about dropped them and stopped in my tracks. Heather had changed.