And a little groping, she had the most magnificent feeling breasts. She was slim, but soft, with a plump bottom. Thick lips and a pretty, toothy smile.... Not real pretty over all mind you. Kind of ugly actually. But that body was sexy. And she was fun. Her skin was smooth smooth smooth, with a good completion, on her body especially. And those tits. Not really big, but natural. So soft and squeezable, with just the right amount of sag to them. She'd let me feel her up, and she'd tease my cock. 'How do you like that one' he hissed into my ear. His face was alongside mine, up close and personal, as I turned to answer him, 'Its big and fat' I said and turned back to continue looking at the object of my mounting desire.His hand was now on my slim waist and sliding down my flank, stopping momentarlily on my knicker line, where he gave it a playful tug causing it to snapped back onto my skin.'Ouch!' I said without turning my head, or making any objections to his probings. I was in a state. Pre-Calculus had also taken a hit, although Rachel had done extremely well in the earlier parts of the semester so she’d built a bit of a cushion to absorb her recent deficiencies. And then there was Chemistry. Rachel again glanced down at the papers she’d taken from the folder and smirked. Chemistry was probably her least favorite subject and suffering through it even in better times had been painfully difficult. There was always some dumb in-class experiment to do or some brutally tedious. Whenever I got together with them when they were down in Florida he'd grumble about missing work, that he was just wasting valuable time.But, after a good meal and a couple of drinks, he couldn't stop himself from describing the fish he'd hooked that morning, or the putt he'd made for birdie on the fifteenth hole, or the day trip up to Gulfstream to wager on the ponies.Who was this guy? This was my father? He even said, a couple of nights before they were to go back home, and yes, granted, it.