Ace leaned over and kissed Seth on the cheek, scooting over to Seth to close the gap between them. Ace pulled Seth close to him with one hand and pul...ed Seth’s head towards his own with the other. He leaned in and kissed Seth deeply. As their lips touched, Ace slid his tongue past his lips and into Seth’s mouth. Seth gave a light moan as their tongues wrestled. Seth leaned in further, making Ace lie down as Seth climbed on top of him and kissed him harder.Ace rolled over, pulling them both. You’re a smart one – smarter than all the others. Why did you come here? To fuck? What? The morning breeze slips silently under the raised window and sunshine dances through the blinds. Like some long-ago female Diogenes, my mind wanders, searches. I hold up my lamp in daytime, seeking what girls perpetually seek but almost never find – an honest man. My phone interrupts. Worried its vibration might wake him, I slip from the bed to grab it. It’s a text from Angel: ANGEL – ‘where is he?’ ME –. Her breasts really were massive. In her younger days she would have been the All-American dream, a tall skinny girl with big bust. They hung lower now, but there was still a lot to hang. She was still fully dressed, and I was just going to grope her through her clothes at first. I put my hand on her crutch, lightly stroking her pubic mound through dress and underwear. She was still regarding me cooly, and I wanted to make her lose that cool somehow. What about a little. They seemed funny to me. I watched the next play intently as the quarterback dropped back to pass. He threw it quick and deep down the field. The crowd cheered as the defensive back intercepted the ball."Welcome to Sports Center, bitch!" I heckled as loud as I could, laughing. "Who were you throwing it to?"I looked back to the top of the stairs, and I see a familiar face. She waved. All of a sudden, I had a big, stupid grin on my face. It was her. My crush from the eighth grade. It was early in.