“…What’s going on?” Molly finally asked me. I was sitting on the edge of her bed, head buried in my hands, not knowing how to proceed.“…Ho...’re things with Carson?” I finally asked. “You still staying away from him?”Molly broke into an annoyed smirk. “Aaron.” she chastised me. “I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself. What Carson did was… uncool, but it’s in the past. He’s in the past. Don’t worry, I’m not going to… let him in or anything. What did you call them? ‘Fuckboys?’ I’m taking your. We never did stop complaining but that was that and you could not change a parent’s mind.They went on discussing to us all the details and stuff. They said we could go to amusement parks, movies, and whatever we wanted as long as our aunt and uncle approved and they even gave us one hundred dollars each for the month which I suppose calmed us down a little bit but the meeting ended with Julia and I sighing as we went back upstairs with our hundred dollar bills and mom and dad saying “Sorry”. She got up from the Laz-Y-Boy,turned off the tube, and went headfirst towards the record collection. Albumswere subsequently strewn across the floor. She found she wanted.She awkwardly removed her top to reveal at least a 50DD bra which, withdifficulty, contained two titanium-sized melons. She began to dance. Herstomach wriggled with each gyration, moving with the elegance of a ballerina.She continued this sensual writhing. Plumpy hands being lifted over her head,to the left, to the right, then. "Hi Jack," Coach Moore whispered, praying none of the other students were paying attention. "Can we talk?"Jack sat on the window side, and he nudged his friend Logan who quickly stood. "Sure."As Logan slipped by Coach Moore, he accidentally brushed his arm against one of her ample breasts. "Sorry," he mumbled as he moved to a forward seat sporting an embarrassed flushed face.Coach Moore was as embarrassed as Logan, but for a completely different reason; she was attempting to seduce Jack..