" Kirk said snickering at his own joke. "Then that's a bigger problem, because others are beginning to followyour lead. He ain't tough. One well pl...ced punch and someone's gonnabe facein' murder charges my overgrown oafish friend."Kirk grumbled, "He'd be better off dead." Oh I did NOT just hear you say that." Eric, aware that soon the hallswould be clear rested his hand on Kirk's back and walked him down thehall. "Let her go," NO," Kirk screamed, enraged. "Shut up man, this is a school. . They are not even called women, just females.This story is sometime in the future.Sorting DayToday is the day of choosing. Judy is now 16 years old and after today she will no longer be the same child that she had been.By law all females are to be sorted on the sixteenth anniversary of their birth. Today judy would be escorted to the sorting station by her father and most likely never see her mother again. She left her bedroom without getting dressed and hugged her mother good-by. She. Oshack Room 312. Using a map I halfway remembered I made my way to the 3rd floor just as the Tardy bell rang, my plan of being in the room before my class failed. I made it to Room 315 and could hear the class, they were loud...much louder than I remember anyway. I gripped the handle of my briefcase, took a deep breath and entered. "Sorry I'm late class, please take your seats!" I said with mock authority. Without looking I turned to the whiteboard and with blue marker in hand scribbled my name. Perhaps he remembered all the fans and ballers he'd seen Roxy blow off, and thought he'd get rejected as well. Although he was a bit intimidated by Roxy's apparent perfection, Michael felt the risk of failure was worth it. Since first laying eyes on Roxy, he'd developed somewhat of a grade school crush on her. Actually, truth be told, he had a very adult grade lust for her flesh, particularly her phat ass. Little did Michael know, Roxy had experienced a long string of bad relationships and.