Strange, yes, but in no way am I laughing inside." Avril's words well matched the look of dismay on her tear streaked face. " This i-Bad girl says she...is in your grade but at a different school." Avril made that up, of course. It stood to reason that i-Bad would be in her early twenties at least; the kind of IT training, to say nothing of security clearance would take years of on-job performance. But it seemed like a good cover that her son, used to high school cyber-bullies, would think. It was a dream come true... I knew that I wanted to make the basketball team if only to have a pass to the show in the locker room. I got into my gym clothes, (my back to everyone else as I was modest) I was not sure I was ready to share my freshman dick (4.5" soft and a light spray of pubic hair) with everyone just yet. I did manage to take in the varying array of dicks on display... there were long ones, short ones, fat ones and skinny ones all with varying stages of puberty. Some of these. I just know Tracy’s not it.’ ‘You want Suzanne don’t you?…. Misha she was bad news for you…..Stop hankering over her, she’s gone. It’s finished. Let go and move on.’ ‘I have moved on John. But I know Tracy is just not the one, and it would be crueler carrying on. I’m going to be gone in August if everything goes to plan. Better I finish it now than later.’ Shaking his head as they started to walk back to the exit and home, John told his friend, ‘You were as addicted to the excitement and. Followed by the root-beer, the meal was worth the 23 miles.Max was polite ... poor soul. He had no idea ... but we never do.A second root-beer in hand, they repaired to the back deck and watched the Lightning class sailboats drop spinnakers, round the Mill buoy and beat for the line and gun. The Optimist class had finished their single lap while the Lightnings were on their third.The Club was a flurry of young sailors dismantling their craft and racking or trailering them out of the way of ‘the.