She had a seriously nice set of tits and an ass to die for. Still, while we were ‘friends’, it never seemed to me to be a permanent thing. I alway... had the feeling that she was interested in someone else, but I couldn’t figure out who.It turned out to be my buddy Randy Bronson, who had been messing around with somebody else at Towsontown and needed some maturing. By the start of tenth grade Tammy deemed him ready, and I was dropped like a hot potato. I wasn’t one to complain. Tammy and I were. I scoured the girls for May, but she was nowhere to be seen. I waited with more patience than I had travelled with. After my second cup, Jerry, for that was surely him, blew a whistle and the girls made their way to the buildings. He chatted for a while to a small group of Thai men then led them towards where I sat. I wanted to speak to him, to clear my mind of the last remnants of anxiety. For as those of us who have enjoyed their partner taking a lover know the thought of one’s partner,. Darren set his notes down on the lectern and then stepped in front of Wayne blocking his view of me. It broke Wayne's concentration and he shook his head the way a dog does.Everyone in the room could hear Darren when he spoke, "Please step into the corridor with me, Mister Benton."Wayne looked at Darren for a moment before responding with a, "What!?!" he said with some heat in his voice."Step into the hallway, Mister Benton, I think we need to talk privately for a moment." Darren turned back to. Good or bad, this is the result. All I hope is that those of you who take the time to read, find something to enjoy. I wish to thank everyone who helped contribute to and edit this story, per their wishes, they remain anonymous. This story is totally fictitious, any resemblance the characters might have to persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be published at any other site without the express permission of the author. © Sept. 15, 2009. ********** ‘Yargos.