Matt, who had the locker next to his, looked down at Cooper and asked, “are you a fucking fag?” Matt was a crude, stocky type whose brain didn't e...en closely match his bulk. Cooper merely smiled and continued about his business. “Oh, fairy queen has no answer?” Matt chuckled, then slapped him across the face. Cooper didn't respond, which only infuriated him further. Matt grabbed Cooper by the throat and slammed him up against the metal locker, lifting him off his feet. “From now on, princess,. Taggart, who was roughly the same size as Bernie, was a dark-haired man who did not smile much but was good-natured and humorous. Everyone wore a plain white t-shirt except Ben, in his bright blue button-up. The female strangers sat on either side of Ben on the couch. They were gorgeous, and Ben had to work very hard to concentrate on the conversation and his plate of food. Karen sat on the floor at Taggart’s feet. Sometimes Taggart would run his fingers through Karen’s hair, which made her. Not sure, I’ll ring and let you know. Bye.”“She just wanted to know I was okay,” she said as she came back in, “she’d heard what had happened.”“You told her you were in safe hands I hope,” said Jess, as she shifted sideways away from me and patted the sofa in between us, “what we all need is a group hug.”She’s a bit of an odd-ball is Jess, which is why I love her, and her unpredictability is one of those features that I love the most. That, and her ability to say just the right thing at just. I had a date with Nick, my boyfriend, in the afternoon. It wasn’t anything special, just a day to hang out and enjoy each other. Knowing that it was a nice day and the evening was expected to be warm I told him I’d pick him up. My dad has an old Corvette, it’s a black 1980 5-speed with T-tops, and I wanted to take it out. Of course my dad didn’t mind letting me take it out, because he knows I’ll probably spend the day washing and waxing it to get it ready. I don’t tell my dad, but there’s.