”“What was that, an impersonation of a spastic worm?” Coach Slaughter asked staring at Sean.“Just loosening up a little,” Sean answered.“L...t’s start. One,” Mr. Charmers said.Sean ordered the bandages to lift him slowly and then to lower him. The effect was that of a perfect push-up. He looked over at the coach and said, “Only a couple hundred more to go.”Mr. Charmers started counting out the pushups. He had figured that they would reach about ten and have to stop when Sean collapsed. At ten,. She was feigning casual as well. I could tell she meant to give me a hard time. ‘The bachelor party,’ I said, clarifying with no special emphasis. ‘Oh, that.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I think Rich did mention something about it.’ ‘How long do you plan to torture me?’ I asked. ‘Just long enough for me to squeeze the maximum enjoyment out of it.’ She didn’t continue. I shoved my palms upward in an urgent gesture. ‘It was pretty damn funny. Jeff is a bachelor, but I don’t think you could really use the word party. Cory had jumped back into the auto and forced Kerri's knees down to the floor between his own and Sally's legs. This kept Kerri's thighs held tightly between the two strong students while Sally and Gary easily held her upper body down with their hands. Kerri attempted to struggle with all her might but her futile squirming was quickly halted.Kerri didn't say anything at first because of the demeaning way she had treated her student but now she was slightly afraid by the intimidating show of. "Thank you," I smiled as I held onto him."You would have done the same," Ned said as he patted me on the head."Ow," I said as I retreated to one of the chairs."Here," Ned said as he passed me a tall glass of orange juice."Do I have to?" I said, looking at everyone."Yes!" Robin said as she looked at me. "He took his medicine, now it's your turn." Fine," I said, looking at the slimy orange liquid. The kids liked orange juice; I hated it. But they were right; I had to drink something to get.