" He winked at her, making her wonder just how much he or anyone else had told the rest of the school. The all-too-familiar curl up and die feeling re...urned and she bit into her lower lip, causing a slight trickle of blood to run down her chin."Hey listen, before the rest of the class fills up, I just want you to know that, well, that--" Kevin scratched the back of his neck. "Well I thought I saw you the other day on my way home from school. You looked very nice. I've always thought you were. “All work and no play finally failed you, huh?” There was just enough of his pupil showing that I could see his eyes dart down my body before resting back on my face. “Well, not no play…” I blushed feverishly, my heart picking back up almost as furiously as when he had first scared me. Had he seen me earlier? “What’s your name?” he asked me, his face relaxing from its sharp, all-knowing appearance. “Nora,” I said. “Nora Sacco.” I had the wild idea that I should stretch across this banister. The only problem was that the bottom just barely coveredup my dick and as I looked at myself in the mirror I got turned on andgot this big erection and my dick popped out of the bikini bottom and ofcourse it wouldn't be too cool to be walking along the beach with my dickdanging out, so I managed to get it, like, stuffed back in the bikinibottom and tucked back between my legs so that you could hardly tell Ihad anything "down there" at all.The weekend at the beach was a lot of fun. And a couple. Sandra said, “He doesn’t seem particularly political either, no Aryan Nation crap.”“Really? He looks like a Hitler poster boy. Poster man.”“I know.” Sandra turned a little pink. “He would be my type. Physically, I mean. Not that I’d...”“Of course not. What’s his background?”“Born, grew up, in Cleveland. Average student, never excelled, but never got in much trouble either. Didn’t play sports, yet he wasn’t a loner either. But Red Maplethorpe knows a couple of guys in the Cleveland.