Just let me tell my sis then we go." *** As we were walking up his driveway to his house, I said, "Do I have to take my shoes off ...nside?" "I don't until I get to my room, he said as he unlocked the door. "Why'd you ask?" "Well, its just that I never wear socks and if I did take them off you'd just tell me to put them on again." "Neither do I." "What? You don't wear socks either?" "Nope," he said smiling again and locking the door behind us. "Damn, you are so. "When the EMTs arrived, I released my grip on Mr. Lawson's crushed fist and went with Mr. Bancroft to the office. That's where I was told that I was banished from the school for a week and not allowed to play in the upcoming football game. This was all because of the arbitrary conditions set by the zero-tolerance for fighting rule. Am I bitter about this foolish rule that penalizes self defense? Yes! Am I bitter about being forced to miss a football game, thereby letting down my teammates? Yes!. Then they were properly kissing, and with a passion that surprised me. I stayed where I was, with my arms wrapped around them, almost acting as the glue, holding them together. Then Naomi turned her head and started kissing me. I had little choice but to return the kiss.Things quickly escalated from there. Jess’s t-shirt was magically scrunched up around her neck and her pretty little boobs were being stroked and caressed by a hand that had to belong to Naomi. It certainly wasn’t mine. The top. The pleasantness had ended once they went back at her place. The girl had pushed her to the bed, stripped and clearly expected attention be paid to places Kim had no intention of going. Kim had had uncomfortable moments with boys, and at university she had come close to being ****d, but she had never experienced the bitter tears that girl directed at her when she refused to go along. She stuck to boys.She was now being asked to go where she had never gone before. Ben’s legs moved and she heard.