In a near whisper, Junior said "Don't be afraid. I ain't really gonna hurt you, but I gotta do somethin' them boys can hear, and I promise, you WILL f...el it. Understand?" "Ye-yeah, I guess," I stammered. "Shush! Not so loud," he whispered, and in that barely audible deep timbre, throwing his powerful arms around me and hugging me so tight against his enormous belly I could hardly breathe, he said, "I knowed you's a good boy the minute I saw you. Why you hangin' around with them dirty old men?". Although……… If he had been a hotty, I might of. But, damn, he was 19 and never even felt a girl? Talk about a mercy thing. Not because he wasnt a hottie but mercy b/c he was needy. I'm sort of a sucker for that.Actually, this part sort of stirred me up a little. I told him we could kiss and I would even let him even feel me up. It stirred me b/c I would be his first feel ever. It’s not like I have bazookas in my bra or anything but there’s enough for a zit-faced virgin college guy to get. ..two hundred dollars for it." I gasped. That was more than enough for me to finally buy the bike. And I'd even have a little money leftover. "Who do I have to kill?" I jokingly asked back, wondering what I had to do to get that much money. Paint her house? Chuckling, she said "Nothing quite like that." Then she stopped, looking like she was about to have second thoughts. Not wanting to miss out on this chance, I eagerly asked "What is it then, Ms. Williams?" She winced, then said "Please. She opened the email and read quickly.It didn't matter that this was her sixth year of being a teacher--she always hated getting called to the principal's office. She probably dreaded it more than the students. It meant either some additional workload, him asking her to cover down for some additional duty or to work a stupid football game. Something usually not good.Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It.