I looked desperately for any cuts or signs of injury, but I found nothing. She was completely unharmed. After again checking her pulse, I stopped and ...just stared at her, completely memorized. Angel, the light of my life and the girl of my dreams was literally right here in front of me. How had this happened? How could a human being just suddenly materialize out of thin air? My questions were interrupted by the noticing of a foul odor in the room. Oh yeah… I had vomited on the floor. I smiled. It was Sherry. She wanted to stop over, check out my pad and get to know me better. As I was hearing this from her I became super-charged and went to the restroom to release my sexual urges as soon as we hung up. It felt so good as I thought of her stopping by. I reached a mind-blowing orgasm and felt real tingly inside as I exploded. She arrived on time and I had my place all set up. She liked what she saw. I wore jeans with a male thong beneath so that they fit my form. Her jeans hugged her. Turning towards me, you grinned. Gotcha! Not giving you a chance to turn back around I blurted out in one syllable, hiyourgorgeouswhat’llyouhaveI’mMike, and stuck out my hand. You put your hand in mine and said hi, I’m Judy. And so it begins.You hand was firm but very soft and you did turn towards me and motioned for the bartender to give you a refill at the same time. You were prettier than I saw from the side, and I glanced down at your shoes...very pretty black with no sock showing just. Her parents tried to talk about the game and my participation in it, but Paula insisted upon interrupting.Mr. Augustine mentioned 'physical stamina and conditioning, ' when speaking about football. Paula spoke up with a clue. "It was something very physical," she said, looking at me with a big smile."Really, dear? He didn't hurt you did he?" Grace looked at me, alarm in her eyes."Oh, my no, mommy. Sammy wouldn't hurt me, would you Sammy?" She looked at me, pouting. I shook my head.We talked.