Tina wasn't some amateur either; she was on the math team, gotten honors in all of her classes. I'm pretty sure she ended up at Yale. But she was also...one wild freaky bitch.To make a long story short, my grades did start going up after a while. But that clever white girl saw there was something else to it. That was the year I had started going to the gym, really started filling out as a man. And Tina saw an opportunity to have some fun with a shy punk like me. The first few times, Tina took me. She is breathless and feels hot headed as she frantically rubs herself as if she is holding a genie in a bottle between her legs capable of granting her one last urgent wish. Which in a sense she is. She bites her lip even harder and desperately holds her breath, trying to stop herself from groaning at the top of her voice. Instead she makes herself feel as if her head is about to explode as a sensation of faint heartedness fills her body and she becomes weak in the knees. Boiling over with the. About fifteen minutes later, something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. The shirt-dress girl was back, still holding the young boy she'd had in the cry room. Her eyes darted around the room, but then fixed on me. She smirked again, and kept walking to the kitchen, where the food for the reception was."Whoa buddy, you OK?", Fred asked. "You kind of spaced out on me there."I rolled my eyes and retorted, "What are you, blind? The girl who thinks a shirt and a dress are the same thing. Of course, I wasn't invited to Natalie and Alexander's big wedding and didn't care a shit about that either.What I cared about was Rebecca's and my relationship. And that grew better and better until it went too good, resulting in her accidental pregnancy. That got her dragon mother almost spitting fire when she rang me and shouted her opinions about the kind of scumbag I really was in hers and other 'decent people's' opinions. And that any kind of wedding at her expense would be out of.