The problem however was in the fact that my small frame was a target for the larger so called jocks to pick on, in an effort to show each other how to...ugh and manly they were. Playing sports was the best outlet for my frustrations, that and the fact that I could get close to the hottest gym teacher on the planet, Miss Branson. She was small as well but she was built like a greek goddess, washboard abs, pert tits and an ass that could crack walnuts. Every guy in our school from the geekiest nerd. I'm not sure when, or even if, I'll be back tonight. I'm sure you can manage with the leftovers for dinner."I suppressed a giggle, and hugged her, saying, "Mom, that's great, and I hope it goes well for you! Of course I'll manage! Did I tell you that Steve said he'd be back in just over two weeks for a long weekend?"She didn't let go of me, and said, "Why does that not surprise me? But, tell me, how did things go at work for you today?"I told her about my talk with Paul and the test teams, and. There ya go ... Five hundred dollars.”“Can I get change?”“Sure. 20,40,60,80, 90, 95, and five ones.”We traded.“Where’s your betting slips?”“Gonna try again?”“Voices in my head.”She laughed and handed me a selection ticket.I looked at the ceiling, “Now, what were those numbers again?”So ... I picked those ... gave the clerk two dollars and handed in the ticket.When I handed her the slip, I looked at the ceiling again and said, “You’re sure?”The clerk chuckled and ran the slip through. The ticket. ' I stepped under a shower head and turned to face the shower wall and soap up. 'Sounds sorta boring to me, but if that's what you want, I'll give you the short narrative and see how you like it.' Robert looking my way said 'that sounds good to me and I promise to make it anything but boring.' Laughing Robert stepped under the shower head and started to rinse off. As he left the shower room he stopped behind me and said 'I'm down the hall in room 409, knock twice when you are ready.' With.