But then I looked at her. She was slumped over, and her chest was heaving. She was sobbing, and no one seemed to notice her. Instantly I felt like the...biggest ass on the planet. I watched her walk away, noticing where she went. I knew she would need her space at first, then want a shoulder to cry on. I waited about 15 minutes, maybe the longest 15 of my life, then walked after her. She was sitting on a rock overlooking the lake. Had she not been so upset, she would have been looking at a. It's me." I had an impulse to explain who 'me' was."Hi, honey. I'm glad you called. I was beginning to wonder if you had got sidetracked on the way home." 'Sidetracked' being another word for 'kidnapped' in my case."I'm sorry if I worried you. I'm fine. Neeka and I are taking a friend shopping for some clothes. We'll be home before supper, I promise." That's fine, honey. You have a nice time. Have Monique call if you get... delayed." I sure will. Oh, Mom? I just found the credit card in my. "That's a PB for you, James," he said. "And just below two seconds off the district record." Thanks, coach." He's got some special motivation," leered Derek, who had qualified third, over my shoulder. Coach raised his eyebrows."Ahh, yeah," I stammered. "Mum and dad said they'd uh, help me out with a car if I did well this season." Well, seems to be working," he said. "Bring that fire this weekend." He headed off to his office."Ow," Derek winced as I elbowed him in the ribs."Next time you'll get. .I changed my mind, I want to fuck. Get out of those shorts now or I'll tear them off your ass...' I stood up slowly and begin to remove my trunks from my hips. Charlie reached out and snatched me closer to him. With one arm around my waist Charlie pushed my trunks down below my waist and demanded '... now pull them off your ass...' I wiggled my trunks down below my knees and kicked them off, I was naked from the waits down save for my tennis and socks. Charlie turned me around till my back.