My grandson Tommy is a very good soccer player. Since I'm retired I take him to all his practices and games. Except for the coach, I'm usually the only man present. The soccer moms, who are all least twenty to thirty years my junior, are all very friendly. Occasionally even some good nature flirting goes on between us.

The kids were playing a regular game when a storm came bringing thunder and lightening. The league rules do not allow playing if there is lightening so the game was suspended. The teams were sent to the locker room. There was not enough room for parents so we had to fend for ourselves. It was pouring as I ran to my car. As I passed a Chevy Suburban with dark windows I heard a woman call, "Quick come in here." I looked up to see one of the Mom's standing by the rear door and motioning to me.. It was Sarah, she was soaked herself. As we scrambled to get in the back her skirt rode up and I noticed she was wearing a thong. The back seat was folded down so we had a large carpeted area on which to sit.