“Hold her down, boys!” the ringleader commanded.Four other boys descended upon Cathie. Two took each of her hands and pinned them against the dirt... ground. Another two held her legs to the earth.Cathie closed her eyes, hoping this was all a bad dream. How could Michael betray me? She thought. And what are these boys doing?When she opened them, the nightmare had not disappeared, it had gotten worse. The ringleader was now standing over her. His feet brushed against her side as he kept. I chuckled, ‘Not as good as I could be. I exercise and dance when I can. I love dancing, was on the dance team in high school.’ ‘Well you dance quite well.’ I stopped in my tracks. ‘You were the one! I felt someone watching me!’ He had the decency to blush. ‘I couldn’t help it. You’re beautiful and move so well. Plus you remind me of someone.’ ‘Well damn, you dug yourself out of that one quite effectively,’ I couldn’t help but smile at him. ‘Just remember though, I’m me, not whoever I remind. ’ Soon after, we are ready to go. As usual, I am the last one on the bus. I board the first bus and search for a spot. Nothing. ‘There’s still a few seats on the other bus Sean.’ one of the band moms tells me kindly. I nod and head over to the seconds bus. The percussion kids always sit on this bus, so its noticeably louder than the first. I stand at the front for a second searching for a good place to sit when I see a hand waving at me from the back seat. It is Kayla, the Color Guard captain.. They spoke briefly, breathlessly of the day, the celebration each had taken full joyous part in.For two magical hours earlier, Eve and Adam had sat together by prior arrangement for the celebration meal, thighs touching, absorbing each other’s warmth, stoking their mutual desires. They had touched under that trestle table, conscious of possible discovery, stroking, caressing, sending strings of tantalising tingles up spines as fingers felt bare or thinly-clad flesh. They even snatched hasty.