Please. Please. I can't .” She pleaded. “I know. You told me everything, remember? You also told me how much you fantasize about sex, didn’t you....” “Please, John. I wasn't serious I was just flirting.” Sara struggled furiously to relieve herself of my weight, but I held her down as my hands began to roam over her body. " John, stop," she sobbed. I ignored her pleas, my hands roughly explored her breasts before moving down over her waist to the curve of her hips. " No!" she wailed as I shoved. If I hadn’t been so angry, I might have been nervous about the odds, but I was fearless in my desire to protect my baby sister.“Yeah! She looks like a drowned rat! And you must be the drowned cat, ‘cause you look like a pussy!” taunted the boy with the cracking voice who stood to the right of the big guy in the middle.That boy was skinny and looked to weigh less than I did, maybe by ten pounds or so. He was the same height as me, although that didn’t phase me at all, and other than not wanting. Had she really asked me to kiss her? Was this some sort of test? Was it some sort of joke? I really needed some more input of understanding, I began. “Gail… I.. ah..” “I’m sorry, really I am. I shouldn’t have asked you that.” Gail said hurriedly as she stood abruptly as if to make for the door. I stood as well and then it hit me. She might not have come over here looking for this but when she realized that I indeed did have no ill intentions for her sister and that I was open and honest that. They had appeared numerous times since then and he had grown to like them. They always seem so happy and they did things that made him laugh. The bus finally landed on the school platform, so he put his cyberpal in his backpack and went off to his first class.During the history lesson, he couldn't resist seeing what his friends were doing. The teacher was droning on about something or another that he knew he should know; oh yes, the World Disarmament Conference of 2148 and how peace and.