Kimberly and Theodore had one class together and it just so happened to be a biology class. The assignment was to dissect a frog and label the parts, ...xplaining the major systems in the body of the frog.Kimberly was squeamish just listening to the teacher explain the assignment and she hadn't even seen the frogs yet. She didn't touch slimy things like frogs or fish let alone cut them open! This was going to be hard for her. But Theodore didn't mind dissecting the frog. He looked at it. “You are kidding me? This is your Flyer?”“Well yes. I know it is a little flashy but please don’t feel intimidated or anything.”She looked at him. “I liked you from the first moment I saw you, that’s why I sat close and hoped we would start talking. My dad has a little more money than others, but that does not change who or what I am.”“You’re right. I still can’t believe my luck.”“Do you want to fly it?”“All I flew before was Ma Swenson’s Armored Dodge and Uncle Sam’s old truck.”“Then you won’t. Pogoing across the room – GABBA-GABBA HEY! – I swipe the brush from her fingers. *Piss off!* she squeels. She is laughing. *Daft bitch.* I pick the bottle of polish up from the floor and begin to paint my own nails. Jan is now pulling on my pink dress. She always looks so confident and striking. Men are terrified of her. *Wish we had more money* I say. *We could do to get another half bottle for the party. Dyou not think?* *Theyll have plenty booze there* says Jan who is rummaging about in her. We kissed softly several times and then Stephie snuggled against my chest and sighed.“Is this what it would feel like to sleep in your arms?”“I guess so,” I said.“I like it. It just feels right. I’ve never done that, neither. Heck, I haven’t done much of anything, really.”“Well, you kiss really well, that’s for sure!”She smiled and turned her face up for a kiss. We kissed softly for a bit and then she broke the kiss. She looked directly in my eyes and smiled.“You’re a good guy, Steve,” she said.