"Yeah, but that guy is a first class asshole," I said."Hey, it was just business. He did mention that you were a bitch. I told him yeah you were, but ...ou were my bitch. I think you have seen the end of him," Monk said."Honey, for his sake I hope you are right," I said with a laugh."When we gonna do that lovin' thing again?" he asked."No time soon, night and thanks Monk," I said.After my 5AM ride on the bike the next day, I drove the cruiser to the junk yard. I wasn't worried about being stopped. He smiled and his teeth flashed white against his tan. His nose was straight and narrow, his chin was strong. He was the best-looking man she had ever seen. Period. His eyebrows shot up as she continued to stare at him, befuddled. His voice was deep, amused, ‘Can I help you?’ Kate snapped to attention, feeling silly for having gawked at him. ‘You made me miss my last shot.’ ‘I know. I did it on purpose.’ He moved in closer. She smelled his cologne. He was delectable and she had trouble. ’ I stood up and waved awkwardly to the class. ‘Try to make him feel welcome, all right?’ I knew that wasn’t going to happen. The school’s cliques had long since formed. I was an interloper, a newbie, and resigned myself mentally to a year of loneliness. The good thing was that the students seemed nice. They weren’t going to pick on me or torment me, they were merely going to ignore me. I decided I could live with that. I sat on a bench outside to eat my lunch, in the shade of a tall tree. The. As my dick started to wither she recovered, quickly and cleverly.With her fingernail along the shaft she said, "You call this a cock? You know the little pencils they give you at mini-golf? That's your dick. You're fucking deformed."It was a miracle. I was hard again.I moved closer to her but she pushed me away roughly. She said, "Not a chance Mr. Quick, my little one-second wonder. I"ll take over from here."She proceeded to straddle me, hurling insults all the while. I was a pussy, a little.