I had met and conversed with Kirsty online a number of times - I had evenseen a picture, not a clear one but enough to make out the importantfeatures....She sounded confident and was certainly experienced which wasimportant to me as a novice. Naturally submissive, I needed to be led,moulded, guided into the girl that was inside bursting to get out.My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the ringing of my phone - itmade me jump. I hadn't realised how nervous I really was until thismoment. "Hello. (Yes I do have them once in a while) So I said"Eric heres what we gotta do" "we are going to get every hot girl that we can to flash us so we can have pics" Now Eric was a sophmore but a hell of a ball player and a good friend too, and ofcourse he was all for it. now the only problem Eric had with the plan was how we could do this with out getting caught. that was when i told him about a rumour ,no a legend of the school.Now the legend started about 10years beforehand when a young juveniel. I wonder if the root of all my emotional problems is not feeling loved enough as a c***d… and not feeling loved enough now. I pick up a sandwich and take a bite being careful not to drop any crumbs on her meticulously clean sofa and carpet. Glacier Heart enters the room and plonks down a cup of tea on the small table in front of me. She then settles herself comfortably into the armchair opposite me before asking me: ‘You’ve been a bit up and down recently what with your father dying… how is it. Go smoke some weed. No worries. The coaches are not back until practice. You do get down dont you? Honestly. I never have, but I will. I mean I wont get too messed up will I? No youll be cool. Ill watch out for ya. We walked outside and down the dirt path to the field house. It reeked of sweat and mildew. He took my hand and led me around back and then up a set of stairs to a solid metal door. When he got there he released my hand and took out keys from his pocket. You have keys? Sure. I keep.