"When John arrived Cathy confronted him. "Hey your little brother just got his ass whooped at arm wrestling by me. He was stupid enough to bet me a p...rm that he could beat me. He lost. So you are gonna have a curly headed brother. He is scared though. He even wanted me to arm wrestle you in a double or nothing match. If you win he is off the hook. If I win you both get perms. I said you weren't stupid and had desire to join him at the beauty shop." What makes you think I would end up. Guys did my homework, wrote my papers, wrote my book reports, chauffeured me wherever my fancy desired, bought me things just because I wanted them and granted any other whim that came into my mind. A perfect example was this nerd named Bill. I mockingly took to calling him Little Willie in a sing song voice just to let him know his place. Despite the fact that he was younger, he would prep me for tests. He was absolutely amazing. He didn’t just go over the material with me. He analyzed it,. Several of the girls enjoyed the favors of the players. Debra partied with all of them, but did not partake in sexual endeavors with any of them. Not that she wasn't hit on. She was regularly hit on by most of the players, but resisted all their advances, not enough to piss the players off, but not in any way encouraging them. One player, the quarterback, named Tracey, was generally very polite towards her, didn't hit on her, or make her uncomfortable in any way. As a result, over the course of. After I locked the door, I sat on the daybed, gathered my bare legs onto the fleece blanket, and tossed the inordinate number of throw pillows to the floor. I couldn't get Amber and Quigley off my mind. I had no idea what I was getting myself into becoming friends with both of them. It wasn't like there was anything salacious going on, but l knew my relationship with Quigley was developing into something less innocent with every monthly club meeting.I spread my legs and turned on my toy, making.