"Good morning," I said to the clerk behind the counter of the Mail boxes ect store. I'm looking for holder of box 772. Can you help me out?" I asked."...'m sorry that information is confidential. You would have to have a warrant go gain access to our files." the middle age man suggested. I didn't have a clue if he was the franchise owner or the manager or just a clerk. What I did know was that I needed information and one way or another he was going to help me.I showed him a fake business card. No... I..." You know this shit." Neil said harsly. "Derrick was struggling until I stopped watching. Then suddenly he's done and you're rushing to erase and finish. I don't need to look at the tests to know. You'll score 100 and so will he."Gwen's face took on a pained look. "You didn't see me do anything" she said softly.Neil sighed. "No. I didn't. And I probably can't prove anything. So Derrick gets a safety certification."Gwen nodded silently."But now I have to watch him, because he doesn't. I’ve got to go to my English class. I’ll see whenever.’ I smiled and waved goodbye. I finished putting things away and got ready to go to my class. I felt good about the first day of class and was surprised but pleased to watch how well Lucy did. It was raining during the next class and we met in one of the private dining rooms in the clubhouse. The instructor talked about clubs and how to choose the proper one to use. Lucy was the only one taking notes. I carried each club around as he talked. We were into sucking each other off and giving each other handjobs and soon - as soon as we could arrange it - I was going to let Mick fuck me up the ass. Meanwhile we went out with our friends, riding our bikes and playing ball in the park and hanging out together the same as usual. The way 14 year-olds do.Finally, our opportunity arose. I was off walking to meet Mick and passed by Mr Dixon's house. He came out onto his porch and called me over. "Would you like to help me out today, Ben?" he.