There was a small store located within walking distance of our community college, which was frequently well attended by those of us who needed a place...to have a smoke, or find some pot.I so distinctly remember Austin showing up at the store one afternoon, sitting down and showing me a spot on his jacket. He pointed to the spot and said in a drawn out tone, “Speeeewww,” meaning the spot was his cum. He scored with that girl, and apparently felt the desire to show me the evidence. I asked, “Is. And, I guess, Brett today.”“I’ll tell the seniors. I’m pretty sure Katie will be interested, as she’s mentioned the problem of staying in shape for premier soccer.”“We’re going to instigate a stay-in-shape regimen on Wednesday and thought we’d invite you three to participate. We’re thinking about a gym day on Wednesdays for weight training and three other school days – probably Monday, Tuesday, Thursday – at the premier team’s practice pitch, where we’ll do stretches, warmups, laps, and maybe. Pain, pain, pain. Even more pain as he used his hand to roughly massage my sore and abused breast. ? I know it feels good to get those clamps off? he says with his wicked smile. He takes my feet out of the stirrups and picks me up and carries my fireman style down a hallway to a room with several cells in it. He opens one of the cells and drops me on a cot. Next he brings in a boxand sits on the cot next to me. He helps me sit up. ? You are now my plaything. Your body is mine, and I can and. ..” the boy stammered, “Oh geez…I’m sorry…” He looked down at my body, and I saw that he had grown quite the boner. He stuffed the unhideable hard-on into his pants, and quickly rushed out, not looking me in the eye. Must be gay I thought, steeping up to the mirror. Much like the boy, my mouth quickly dropped and my mouth hung wide open. In the mirror wasn’t the reflection of the geeky 17 year old nerd – it was the hottest girl in school – Sarah Heathers! “What the fuck!!!” I said out loud. I.