She wanted to kiss the cute, sexy girl with the coloured hair. She wanted goth-boy James to pinch her nipples, flick her clit, even punch her in the c...nt if that was what it took for her to cum. God, the impact would feel so good...It was just as well Eric wasn't letting her make any more decisions.Eric started bouncing her a little harder, and she wanted to babble her gratitude to him. She wanted to turn and kiss him, but she couldn't, she could only look at Collar and at James and see. "Lookinggood Linda!" Allison said, much to Lucas's shame.Bruce, and the rest of his crew, oddly found that they could no longermove. They all stood in place as the changes that were destined for themravaged their poor friend.Lucas stared down at his open wedged heels, pink toenail polishglimmering up at him. "Nooooo...." Lucas whimpered as he stumbledforward, his white skirt flowing graciously around his new hips. "I'mnot....im....not...."Bruce and his friends watched in horror as Lucas's face. Yeah, exactly! While everyone else played flag football, I was trying out for the part of Tackling Dummy Number Three.It's no use to deny athletes and really smart kids get pushed through the education system with a liberal application of lubricant. I don't blame people. Teachers and administrators handle thousands of students during their careers; it must be rewarding to get your hands on someone who has a chance to be more than the local hardware store clerk. Girls go for athletes because. He spurred his horse into a gallop and made for the nearest inn. It would be too dangerous to try and make it to his own keep tonight. He came across the Craster Inn after a short ride. He strode into the small wooden building after sheltering his horse under one of the small shacks outside the inn and feeding him some oats from his saddlebag, the sleeping girl still huddled in the folds of his cloak. ‘And what I can be doing for thee young sir. ‘Tis a wild night to be out riding, especially.