I'm sitting here proof reading my Halloween story from this year, yeah Iknow it's late! But right now I've got other things on my mind, like howto get...out of a predicament I'm in at the moment. See part 2 of thisstory, which maybe written over a couple of days depending how thisturns out!My name is Franklin, and this is my story. A group of us were eatinglunch in the lunch room around mid October, one of the girls, Sarah(notthe one who the story is about) asked if I was "dressing up". She said she would call soon. Well as luck would have it we both lived in the same direction, so when we left I was behind her for the first couple miles. My cell rang and it was Brandi. "Are you following me" she asked, and I told her No that i just lived in the same direction. She said that being that we both were going the same direction I might as well follow her home. Well I didnt hesitate. We got to her home, and the babysitter left, She checked the k**s, there are 2. When she came back. A small cleavage is visible when she adjusts her duppata which made me more excited. I couldn’t stop myself from asking her number before she left from the place.That night I came back home and my sexual interest on her kept me sleepless. I just couldnt stop masturbating thinking about her. Later I picked up my phone around 11 in the night to message her good night and to my surprise got a reply back asking if I am still awake.Our initial conversation were so formal that I got too excited to. Her eyes just never left mine, and for some reason I never left her’s. I just stared and stared.Mike, a fellow back up hits on my side. “Hey, coach is calling for you. Jesus wake up Dylan.” I shook my head, looked over and saw coach yelling for me. I grab my helmet, get the play, and run in. After making my block for the running back, and getting pulled off the field, I put the helmet down at my spot on the bench, and look up. She is gone, and after looking around wonder if I was just dreaming..