The kitchen smelled of fresh brewed coffee, bacon and eggs, hash browns, milk gravy and of course homemade rolls warming in the oven.The food was all ...fantastic. It was food the way God or Mother Nature or whoever was in charge these days had intended it. It wasn't chock full of growth hormones, it hadn't been engineered to make something bigger or prettier or more sell-able plus our re-energized taste buds and olfactory glands hadn't been worn down by a constant barrage of chemicals in the food. She had a friend that was a year younger that we always hung around with. Her friend Jenny was a blonde, a little taller, and curvier with large DDD cup tits and great hips.I always found her attractive, but I never really thought of her as other than my girlfriend's little friend. That changed one weekend night. I was a junior in college at the time, and my girlfriend was a sophomore. Her friend was a year younger and a freshman. We all went to the same college, so we'd driven up to her. " As I met each ones eyes she shook her head no. I sighed a bit and continued. "It would have been nice if one of you could have had a stroke of genius and answered all our questions."May piped up with, "Why couldn't you have come up with the answer?" Because we all know I'm only the man of the house and not the brains of this here operation, only the brawn. I have six beautiful women here in front of me so my little head is doing all my thinking for me."That got another laugh from all of them.. You can't be more than..." I am thirty-six. Old enough to be..." One very foxy lady," he finished for her, smiling."You are kind, but..." But nothing. Any guy would be proud to walk down the street with you on his arm -- proud to call you his woman."Again she reddened. "I am just a simple woman from a small village." You, Maria, are a beautiful woman no matter where you're from. Now eat up. We've got some more sights to see."She smiled and he nearly melted. It was a damned good thing Pedro.