"Why?" Max asked, "You don't like football." Yeah, but I do like the cheerleaders in their short skirts."Brian rolled his eyes. "Do you think about an...thing besides sex?" Hey, you've got a girlfriend, we don't."The three teenagers glanced to the ceiling as the principle spoke overthe intercom system. "Attention students, all cheerleaders must reportto the gymnasium for the prep rally."As the girls began to climb out of their seats, Kyle stared at themexit the classroom. "Grow up," Brian. ”“Baby, it’s alright. I’m here for you. Tonight you needed somebody to cry on and help you feel better, and I’m glad I was here for you.” I lightly caressed her cheek, then ran my fingers down under her chin and lifted it up so I could look into her eyes.“You should know by now, it is not about sex. Even if you decided you didn’t want to do anything with me until you turned 18, I would still be here for you. Even if we broke up, I would like to think I would still be there for you if you needed. . unless, oh, wait a minute, you don't mean the manof the house was already wearing tights!" Yes she was," Agnes replied. "Here mop up your other daughter's vomitwhilst we film you. Are you still going to drive now you are all DRESSEDup?"I could see that only my new shoes went with my outfit and there was noway I could drive dressed like this.I handed her the keys.Nicky was inconsolable. He had always been a sensitive boy and he knewthat his vomit had landed both of us in French maids. He had his head down and he was growling a little.I suddenly felt very naked and very exposed. This dog had been stalking me. He had been attracted to this neighborhood because there was a bitch in heat. And that bitch was me. I started to back away from him and he followed me. I panicked and did something really stupid, I turned and ran. And that dog chased me easily.Luckily I was on a patch of grass when he nipped my ankle causing me to trip and fall. I landed on my stomach squashing my boobs.