Girls," Jamie looked directly at the two quivering teens,"I really need you to calm down. The Empress has no intentions ofharming either one of you!"T...e fear drained from the two teenaged faces and the girls' eye'sfrantically looked around at us for the reason."That's better. Girls, I have no reason to hurt either of you, nor am Iintent on harming anyone else. Sarah," I looked directly at her, "Ibelieve you asked me why Jack here causes you pain when near? I ammerely providing the answer. Would. I took first on vault and so did Melissa! Erica took first on beam but had a fall on the bars. We were sure she would've had first otherwise. Tiffany took first on the floor with Samantha a surprise second. Angela took a third on vault and Sarah had three fourths. Elizabeth stunk as a gymnast but at least she had fun.Even better was we built some friendships with the Jackson High students as they were as sick of the stuck up snootiness of Monroe High as we were.The photographer brought Melissa. She thinks fleetingly, proudly. Wickedly, Crysta leaps up off the bed. She means to prolong their foreplay, rushing outside into the cold of the afternoon. He watches her through the glass, playfully leaning out over the balcony and looking at the other high-rises. He shocks her by joining her out on the terrace. Marcel's body presses her thighs into the cold mesh of the balcony railing. His hands appreciatively take in the contours of her slender waist, her breasts. Her nipples are budded. Every time one of us shifted, we slowly moved closer to each other.After a minute or so of silence she said, “We could do stuff.”“We could,” I said. “But we shouldn’t.”“Should we?”“Probably not.”By this point I was almost touching her butt. She moved and felt me. “We’re not blood,” she said.We talked about it a bit, about how we could do stuff, some stuff, and how we shouldn’t do some other stuff.“No sex,” she said. “Just fun stuff.”“And no kissing,” I said. “That would be too weird.We had.