"Kind of a smart-mouth, aren't you?" he shot back at me with a wink. This was going to be fun, I thought to myself. I like bantering back and forth wi...h men and using my brain for comebacks, and I loved it when the guy could keep up with me and give as good as he got. That seemed rare in most men."Moi?" I asked him, putting my hand to my chest in question. I had decided on wearing a daring low cut knit top and my favorite underwire bra that shoved my ample bodacious tata's into my chin. We played our games at old Briarly field that, like the rest of H__ had seen better days. It actually had a few stands on the baselines and a backstop, but no one had taken care of the infield for forever and it was more like patches of dirt around the bases then the nice circular space you find on a real field. Somehow Pollack had gotten the city to mow the outfield once, but they didn't go all that far out and there was tall unmown grass not that far behind third base. If you hit it over the. Edwards crooked a thumb at the oak door with the frosted plate glass window that proclaimed to the world that herein resides the Boss of this school ... and don’t you forget it.I won’t.So I stood in his office, dripping blood and snot all over his polished marble floor while he instructed his secretary, Miss Havisham that one David Austin was suspended ... for five school days ... for fighting.“Type that up, Havisham. Four copies. One in the records, one mailed to his parents and one to David. The rest of the day we all kept our distance- rather I kept away from them. That evening we made our way to the pub for a meal, as Chris was buying I ordered myself a bottle of wine. I drank half of it before the meal arrived, and felt a little light-headed. I excused myself and went outside for some air. I found a dark spot, away from the windows, and gazed at the stars. I heard the door to the pub open and then swing shut, then footsteps behind me. My heart sank, thinking it was Mike, or.