Let's face it - there isn't a hell of a lot of difference between freshmen and sophomores.Les and Sam decided they wanted to be cheerleaders. They bot... tried out and made the JV team. That summer, it seemed that they wore their uniforms all the time, either practicing in the front yard or at school, going over routines with the rest of the squad.Something happened that summer that really bothered me. Les and I had always played hard and were in good shape. We also did well in school. We weren't. She must have felt my body tense up and grabbed my shaft with her hand again, the other hand started massaging my balls. She really wanted this cum. I was all too happy to give it to her.I started to squirm a little in the chair and my body tensed up further."Oh god... I'm gonna cum..." I managed to blurt out.This only made her quicken her pace and strengthen her hold of my dick. Her mouth started making even more sucking and slurping noises, I soon reached the point of no return. And with a. Liam's eyes darted back to Chris who was ready to start fighting.Quickly, he called out, "Dennis, 3-F!" As Chris' fist crashed into his face, Liam began to defend himself and his home.Gina ran down the hall and knocked on the door to 3-F. Sarah, Dennis' wife, answered. When she saw Gina's face, she called into her apartment for her husband. Gina hurriedly spoke four words when she spotted Dennis, "Chris. Liam. Liam's apartment." Sarah, call dispatch and let them know what is going on. Gina, I'd. Weird, effective, and inexpensive. It’s got my name all over it.Since it was only a two car garage, I stored my van outside. Actually, I had three vehicles. Until a couple of years ago I had a 2009 Mercedes-Benz Sprinter 2500 low-roof, short-wheelbase, passenger model. I used it both for transporting the kids and for business use. But it had gotten way too small, and the business had grown so much, so I replaced it with two vans: a used 2015 Sprinter 3500 Extended Reefer model, and a blue 2018.