When I was shifted to fashion I learned to dress. Then it was the sports pages and I learned to surf, bungee jumped and joined a woman's soccer team. ...ick, the editor, joked the Police Department would be unable to cope with the increased workload if he put me on the crime pages. When he moved me to homemaking I suspected the joke might also be an excuse and began looking for a new employer.Every journalist wants to do investigative writing --- the Woodward and Bernstein Syndrome. That was my. I've just now come down from the high of the whole thing, and wanted to set it down on paper before I forgot what happened, not like I'll EVER FORGET what happened! :)We'd just had our last exams, and we both agreed it was time to let off some steam. We decided to get slutted up and head into town, to see if we could find some guys. First, just in case (I know how you always told me to prepare ahead of time... ) we each took about three massive soapy enemas to clean ourselves out all the way. I. Sarah was one of the hottest girls in our school and would never even look at me or especially talk to me. I popped an instant boner and couldn't wait for what was going to come next.Sarah was pissed when she found out she was stuck with me for a partner and tried to get out of it, but noone would trade with her so she had to work with me. We talked and she agreed to come over to my house to work on the project. My house is pretty much a crappy shithole because my dad doesn't have a good job. I was about to discuss the implications of Clare being confirmed pregnant, when she appeared. She had returned from shopping, earlier than I had anticipated."God," she said, as mischievous as ever, "look at the state of you two!" We have been working, Clare," I said, "pulling down a shed," and then in a playful tone, "not meandering around half a dozen boutiques, tough as I'm sure that is!" I only went to one, actually." She put her nose in the air. "Most of the time has been spent in Mamas and.