Dad had told me yesterday at dinner that the tension wasn't helping Tiffany any, and that he didn't see what the fuss was about, anyway. After all, we...en't they both going to be in the play? Who cared who sang what?I had pointed out, in all innocence, that if Dave and I were on the same football team and I'd been picked to be quarterback, Dave would be understandably upset. After he finished laughing at the idea of my being a quarterback, Dad just said that was different. He also told me to. Maybe years." A bloom of red spread across my face. "Nuh-uh!" "Uh-huh." "Is not." "Is so." We bickered like little kids until we both started laughing. This was why I loved Wren-besides his bastard side, he was so smart and caring and always knew how to make me laugh. But I remembered how he hurt me by telling me I had to have sex with him. Then again...he had been drunk. His face turned hard. "Look. I'm going to tell everyone-Mandy, Jason, even your parents-that little miss goody goody went. "young lady, I've been going through file of the past 4 years at this school and i don't like what I see". "oh sir", she said trying to be brave and adult like i know I haven't been the best student all I have to do is graduate next month and i will never set foot on your campus again. "Graduate, he said with a smirk, are your k**ding me, i have just been through your file and you are nowhere near being in any position to graduate. 'Let me remind you what is in your record" He then put his. "I guess my mind wandered."She sighed as if I was an endless source of trouble, which I certainly wasn't. "Come forward and diagram the sentence on the board," she enunciated carefully."Yes Ms. Brooks," I said. As I got out of my desk, I realized that I had a big problem. Somehow, my cock had wedged its way through the slit in the front of my undershorts. And let's face it; I am one hung and horny guy. I usually jack off a load of cum before school, just to lessen the chance of something like.