We were almost outside now. Just had to cross the lunch room, and thenI'd show him what was up. I reached up and bushed a lock of hair out ofmy face. ...h shoot, that was going to get in the way, wasn't it?Fortunately, I still had a hairband in my pocket. Might as well put itup into a ponytail or something. I fished into my pockets, diggingaround for it. Even with my small hands, it was tough. That was what Igot for wearing girls' jeans. Yeah, they fit nice and looked amazing,but the pockets on. I heard afamiliar voice from distant past, one that is mildly Spanish accented."Good morning, beautiful," it said. "Don't be upset, but somethinghappened that only one of us may be happy about."I opened my eyes and as they came into focus, I saw an older version ofsomeone I knew long ago. He possesses the looks and physique of MarioLopez. I thought it was some very realistic dream. But I was awake andsomething was off. Typically that much sexiness - in dream or real life -would invoke a. In the evening I got a message on my phone my when I asked who is this? The reply was ‘I’m Payal’. I was very happy on hearing this then we started talking on messages, we became good friends shared adult jokes and became frank then after few days I asked her about going out for a movie together she agreed and took her for movie.She looked gorgeous in jeans and top. I made in my mind that I will fuck her one day. There were only few people in the theater and most them were couples we both. Marshal said, "We followed your lead. It was good, but I don't have the stamina that you kids have." What did you decide?" I asked."John said that maybe we could go out and get in trouble." Marshal, I can act as the designated driver or we can walk to some place on University. We can also order in and make our own trouble." I don't need to get in trouble. Every other newspaper in the state would have my mug shot on the front page." You would put your own mug shot on the front page to sell more.