Suddenly, we were making out again, but this time our hands were exploring each other’s bodies. Feeling the definition in all the muscles, brushing ...he hairs on his stomach as I felt his abs and slowing down as my hand instinctively moved lower. I wasn't sure if this was anything he’d be comfortable with, and I didn’t want to freak him out but I soon felt his hand on mine, guiding it lower until I felt fabric. As I drifted lower, I could feel he was hard again. Before feeling most of it, I was. I saw one cute kid was staring me down, but this guy was so cute it wasn’t even funny. This guy’s name was Jonas, he was 5’2”, ginger with these dark green eyes that made you want to fuck him right then and there. I noticed that he was staring at my crotch, and since I was wearing jeans it really showed, I looked up at him and said, “You know you have one too, and if you want me come meet me in the library after school.” He blushed afterwards and walked off, popping his smooth round ass, I. “I said let go!” I try to free myself, but his grip is too strong. “Karla, Karla,” he says. He sure loves to utter my name. I hadn’t noticed that until now. “I don’t want to hurt you—” “Let go!” “—and I don’t want you to cry over me. I’m a horrible person, Karla. I really am.” I glance at him. His blue eyes have lost their light. “You’re not a horrible person, Matt,” I tell him. “Yes, I am. I’m horrible. And selfish. I’m a selfish bastard.” He’s still holding me tightly by the arm. I can feel. In the past, whenever Coach Thomas gave Leonard a name of a recruit to look into, he would return within a week for a progress report. He also worried about what Coach Thomas would do if he were to say he could not find anything about Tim Murphy.Leonard simply could not get into Tim’s computer. He felt, with the amount of security this high school kid had on his system, he must be hiding something really disgusting. He really needed to find out. He also now could not get access to the iPad he.