A bit of background, if I may. Our town, like many ex-industrial, English towns and cities, is struggling to find an identity in this modern world. ...he once vibrant, working class communities and cultures (which we were both born into), have largely morphed into bizarre tribalism and this in turn, into gang problems and d**g cultures. Many parts of our town have a menacing, even violent atmosphere to them; however, it still has one or two streets which are great and some fantastic places to. I have submitted two stories before this and thank you everyone for encouraging and correcting my most stakes through email. Any women and girls from Vizag want to be satisfied can contact me through oo.comNow coming to the story once I went to my moms friends house to meet my aunt after a very long time I directly went inside the house and asked is anyone there then aunties voice came.from the bathroom who is it I said its me aunty she recognized me and said to sit and watch TV until I. With plenty of time to think this through and 12 hours to go till show time I let my new subjects have free time in the lair. This would allow me to see who was the strongest and who had it in them to do what I needed. As they frolicked about I got to see who was in and who was out. I only kept 7 in my clique and there was 9 going for 5 spots, Elise was in and Hailey was too. They knew 4 of them were not going to be in so they performed to their best and after 4 hours of watching this it. "Gwen leaned in as Steve bent down to kiss her. Knowing the whole room was watching, they made it quick, but there was no mistaking the sparks that flew. Once again, Coach Watkins cleared his throat, and Steve stepped back from Gwen."I have to ask all visitors, especially females, to leave the locker now. These guys have a lot of dried sweat and dirt to scrub off before we board the bus for Sparta. Thank you, everyone for your support. Special thanks to Dr. Laura Masters, who you may have.