"Her ass isn't bigger," Harold scoffed. "Looks fucking perfect to me." No, I meant it looks better, not bigger," Dylan said. "It's rounder or somethin.... Damn, she sure wears those jeans..."Dean grinned at his friends. "Wanna know something?" he said. He took out his notebook, flipped it open to a blank page, and said, "I heard she's been tagged." Fuck that," both Harold and Dylan said, almost in unison. Harold continued, "Every semester there's rumors someone like her got tagged and it's always. I had hair in places I'd never had before, my chest was all wrong, andmy hips and ..."I ... .I " I said, and lapsed into silence.Katy took my hand, and squeezed gently. That felt good enough to holdback the "ick" feeling I was getting looking at myself in the mirror."I'm a guy, Katy. I...." I can only imagine, Retta," Katy said, "but if you have to be a guy, atleast you're a handsome one."That last comment made me look again. She was right, I was ... a hunk. I'dbe beating girls off with a. ”I chuckled. “While I am glad to no longer be a suspect, I would like to know how and why you assumed I was innocent?”“Well,” Chief Inspector Henderson said. “Let us begin. Firstly, the body was still warm and had been cut up with a scalpel, just like all the others, with the organs removed. The organs are not on your person, nor do you have a single drop of blood on you, save for what you walked in. Secondly, the door was shut and locked at the time of the screaming and three onlookers placed. "Take special notice of the tip of his cock, it's purple because he's a bad, bad boy. Even under these circumstances he is horny!Jane just stared at his cock, she was mesmerized by it."I'm afraid I need you to relieve him." Bradleys mother said."Take his dick in your hands and start pumping your hand up and down like you were shaking a coke. Jane did this and instantly heard a moan from Bradley."Please Mom, don't do this. Don't make her do this!" he begged again."Hush you little hoodlum! Take.