Man, would I be screwed! God, what am I supposed to do?"For a day and a half, Tim agonized. Finally, on Thursday morning, he got a phone call from Liz..."Hi, Tim, this is Liz. Liz Kinkade." Hey, Liz, how you doing?" I'm doing good, Tim, but I have a problem. I think Sandy might have told you about it?" She told me that you might be calling me about something, but I don't have any details." Oh. Ok. Well, Tim, as you know, I didn't go to college; I got a job and went right to work when we all. My adrenaline was in high gear. I was excited, scared and extremely horny! I grabbed his ass and he asked what my problem was. He was not as excited as I was. I could see concern on his face when he described how disappointed his family would be if he was caught like this. We went from building to building until we made it to the edge of campus. We decided it best to go our own ways. We hugged and he was gone.I was just a few blocks away from my apartment when flashing lights came up from. “We’re hungry.”I shake my head and start making breakfast for the BITCHES.“Who are you taking to the Winter Dance,” Tracey asks as we eat breakfast. I made pancakes and sausage.“I’m not going,” I say as Tracey shakes her head and looks at Pam for help.“George,” Pam starts. “Stop being an ass.” I drop my fork and sit back. I cooked the bitch breakfast, and then she calls me an ass. “You are the hottest guy in school. Not to mention that you are sweet and kind. I mean really. Who would date a. He crossed his arms across his big belly while his meat let out a thick stream of urine. He finally looked over at me, standing like a statue and starring at his handsome form. He nodded which brought me back to reality. I nodded and began to wash my hands. He finally finished draining his bladder, zipped up and joined me at the sink. We began a conversation about the road, the weather, and other things. I felt somewhat like a school boy who was too shy to talk to the popular k** in.