Soon the two of us were cheering ourselves when we got it right and laughing at ourselves when we got it wrong.By the time we finished the first song,...Sam had come back wearing a pair of shorts and his t-shirt. Tara sat down and Sam and I went through the first song again. I did a bit better this time. Then I sat down and Tara and Sam tried the second song. We kept doing it that way, swapping after every song and repeating every song twice. It meant one of us always got to do the song twice but. "No way!" she shot back at me. I sighed, seeing the same look in her eyesthat I had seen from most of the class. Even after singing a duet withher, Jane was going to vote for me.Mr. Benson had us vote by raising our hands. I voted for Jane, and I washappy to see Ethan do the same. Mark and some of his friends also votedfor her, but it was nowhere near a majority.I had never regretted my ability to sing until that moment, when themajority of the hands were raised to vote for me. I turned to. “Can we see it?” Claire asked with the same seeming excitement.“Sure! That was what I was tryin’ to suggest,” Chuck said, an arm around each of them. They hugged him back and they played their hands over his body. Chuck was in hog heaven. This was one of his favorite fantasies coming true!The group wandered out to the street and Chuck got an idea of the geography and firmness of their asses as they stumbled to his truck. After some fumbling, Chuck unlocked the door and helped the girls inside. “Look it’s only been a few of days and I told you at the start that I wanted all the blocks and facilities checked daily but I ain’t getting the signed rounds chits,” he began.“Your knuckleheads and the four grommets should be able to do this easy. One grommet cooks, the rest of you do your rounds, do cleanos as required, and repair any fucking thing that is broken and if you can’t fix it, log it in the defect log. How fucking hard is that?”“Well...” Spike was about to interject and Knocker.