I'm 38, been married 15 years, have three k**s, and am generally a conservative Republican type. But these wild wet dreams were very soon to become mo...re than a figment of my imagination. The second day of the convention, several of my co-workers decided to hit the slopes and do some skiing. All three were excellent skiers, having grown up in Colorado and I was soon left behind to slowly traverse the beginner and intermediate terrain as they went to explore the expert bowls on the backside of. " Are you serious? Well can I ask one question then please mom??"Michelle looks at him nervously but agrees and nods her head when she looks into his sad, confused brown eyes."Do you like teasing me? Seeing how much you can turn me on and make me squirm in my pants when I see you dressed so sexy, sometimes even with the things you say to me?"A pause between the pair as she keeps eating and Paul stares at her unchanged face, waiting for the answer."So is that it mom, do you like to tease me and. "I will tell you this, however" I continued. "Gail put herself out there. She's shown her interest. The rest is up to you. If you get all puffed up and full of yourself because you are dating a cheerleader, you will crash and burn so fast that your head will spin. Remember who Gail's last two boyfriends were. Donny Morse strung her along until he found someone at Notre Dame, and then he sent her a 'Dear Gail' letter. Peter Childress got caught up in the steroid mess. Her asking you to the dance. My parents were leaving that morning to go to Miami, to some kind of conference held by their company. Neither one of them liked to fly and they liked to sight see on their trips, so naturally, they drove on all of their trips. My bedroom is full of out of state souvenirs. My father left me his Jeep to use while they were gone. They were taking my mother’s Cadillac. I stood on the front porch and watched them drive away, just as I had done countless times before. I turned to go back inside once.