"He really likes you, huh?" another boy asked me and I just shrugged and concentrated on drawing the little amoeba thing I was looking at in the micro...cope."I bet nobody ever calls you a faggot again," Roger said, sounding almost envious. He was my lab partner and he kept his voice down, thank God. I didn't know what to say to any of that.My friend was right though, nobody called me a faggot, at least not to my face. That was pretty okay with me, but on the other hand, a lot of people seemed to. Maine kaha thik hai aur mai kapde change karke aa gaya. Usne mujhe khana khane koo diya aur khood bhi khana khane lagi thi khate khate woo mujhe aise goor rahi thi ki jaise mai usse jhoot bolraha hoon aur woo sab janti hoo.Khan kahakar hune tv on kiya aur tv dekhne lagen, usa ne phit bat ched di tumne sapne me kya dekha ye to bataoo. Maie kaha bata donga lekin agar tumne kisiko kahadiaya too. Usne kaha wiswas rakhoo nahi kahoon gi.too maine kaha ki pahle tum bataoo ki sadi se pahle aur bad me. Nice." He said."I'm impressed. Here, take a look at mine." She said handing hers over. He handed her his shotgun back and she went over the passenger's side of the old racer."Hmmm. Newer design. The stock looks shorter. The barrel is shorter too but I don't recognize it. What make is it?" he asked looking over to her. She fitted his to a rack on the passenger side of the ATV and came back around to him. "It's a Mossberg 500 also but it's their Bantam model. Synthetic stock and custom. Walking through the park we chatted and flirted kissed a little looking like two lovers enjoying a day in the park to the casual observer but the two of knew different. While strolling thru the park we were looking for a spot that was a bit out of the way and out of eye site there were manty trails leading here and there so we decided on the one that led along the river. I decided to step it up a notch and as we were walking I slid my hand down her back and cupped her shapely ass thru the thin.