I'd been boxing since middle school. I couldtake him all day any day, and he was about to learn that firsthand.About fifteen yards down the hall, he s...otted his phone and reached downto pick it up. I was glad nothing had happened to it. I mean, yeah I hadshoved him a little, but that didn't mean I wanted anything bad tohappen. Not really. As he bent over, I got a good long look at his ass.Damn, that shit was toned.We were almost outside now. Just had to cross the lunch room, and thenI'd show. I thought some more about my decisions that afternoon as Stan drove us west through Lancaster to the mall where we were meeting. Would I hook up with one of my cheerleader friends? Probably, if they wanted to. I needed some kissing and cuddling.Stan and I walked in the pizza shop and found seats. Quite a few of our friends were there already. Amber Callahan and Stacie Thompson had two seats open beside them. Stan slid in beside Amber and I sat beside Stacie."Hey Tiger, Hi Stan. Welcome," Stacie. ..a real live girl," she thoughtto herself. "Making up for wasted high-school days." She smiled toherself, checked the time on her cell phone, then set the alarm for 2.She picked up her books and plunged herself into studying, thinking ifthat everything went according to plan, she'd be a bit tuckered out forstudying afterwards.***Sherri strode off the subway steps, her backpack straps chafing on herrose colored fitted t-shirt. While she realized that wearing nounderwear could be a risky. "Who's going to drive?" Mom continued.Barry broke up. "Reckon not me," his shit-eating grin in a super nova explosion. "Though you might ask Brenda. She might be able to give you some quarters for the bus, hah hah."Sarah turned to me, stating matter-of-factly, "It's your car blocking the drive."Barry grabbed back the remote and removed the mute. "Have fun, you two," he waved, "say _Hi!_ to Dad for me."I couldn't believe it, leaving the house with the two of them remaining glued to the tube,.
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