"The girls were grinning widely as they pulled out some of their spares.They were the youngest of their cousins back in California and didn'thadn't ha... the chance to try out their techniques on the younger girls inthe family yet. They went right at Polly, helping her hide some of thebruising and the cut on her lip while making her eyes pop and give her amore mature look.Ricardo had to fight back saying something to them but they were determinedto do it for her. Polly let them go to work,. When I got there, I found a notice pinned to the door saying ‘Cross-country training cancelled’. After the ordeal of the race on Sunday I wasn’t too upset at missing out on a training session, but it was annoying that I wouldn’t be able to ask Coach Budd about photographs of the presentation ceremonies. I’d have to keep an eye out for him around school.I took my running kit back to my locker. The school was nearly empty by now. My nerd group had already left and I presumed Maria D’Angelou had. ‘You have no idea what’s happened to her. She was the first test subject. She’s no longer human…she’s a plant, infected by Ivy to do her bidding. Face it, lover boy, she’s gone.’ I thought back to the new, dirty green costume she wore, the creepy look she had that didn’t seem to come from prosthetics or make-up. If Catwoman was right, I was too late. Of course, being the macho male that I am, I refused to accept that. She said it to hurt me, or bring me back to the crisis at hand. I sniffed.. “You mind if I finish you off today?” Derek shook his head, a look of pleasant surprise coming to his face. I licked my right hand and started stroking him again. As my hand went down to his now-bare pubes, his head peeked out from his foreskin, disappearing again when I brought my hand up his length. I looked at his face as I stroked him; his face was furrowed, and he was gasping. “Oh God…oh God…that is…so fucking good…” I took a breath myself, steeling myself for one of my most daring moves.