”“Excellent. What are your goals, Karen, and call me Richard please?”“Well, I’m 21, still going to UOP to get a Degree in Marketing, and fin...d a Real Estate Office who needs that expertise.”“I can see why my wife sent you to us, I may mandate all of my Realtors are as pretty as you and her. I’m curious, what’s your minor course of study?”“Graphic Design, Richard – That’s an extra value I can bring to O’Hara and O’Hara, who does your marketing and your graphics work now?”“When I have time, I do. This is my best recollection of that moment from 45 years ago.“Laura, you’ve got a boyfriend, right?”“Yeah, do you have a girlfriend? Is that what this is about?”“No, I don’t think any girl thinks of me like that. I’m not really a sports guy, and all the girls want jocks.”“Then, what is it about?” my 17-year-old sister asked.“Have you seen your boyfriends ‘snake’?”Her face got all red, and she told me to leave her room. She didn’t slap me, but I may have left before she thought about it.Mom. Savannah could not keep her eyes off his bulging muscles and thought that maybe these tutoring sessions would not be that bad.The two of them sat down on the couch together and Josh began to ask Savannah some questions about her school work and what she was working on. Savannah could feel the warmth from his body radiating next to her as they sat inches away from each other looking at her math book. Josh seemed cool and not at all like a typical teacher might expect to look or act like to. “What was it?” “My ring,” she said. As I bent over I felt something warm on my ass and jumped. Mrs. Wilson laughed. “I didn’t mean to scare you but I could never resist a hot ass.” My heart was racing. Was this hot woman in a hot pink bikini hitting on me? Yes she was. I didn’t know what to say and she knew it and she took advantage of it. She moved closer coming within inches of me and then even closer her breasts pressing against my sweat drenched tee shirt, bulging in the small bikini.