I was startled by the weight of a heavy body climbing over me, as I laid prostate on my stomach. Suddenly I became aware of a massive blunt appendage ...robing my neither region.I tried to raise up when I heard the deep rough voice of my friends older sibling whisper harshly '...don't you make a sound...' I muttered 'get off me...what do you think you are doing...' He answered 'I'm not getting off, I'm gonna fuck this tight little round ass of yours.' I panic and pleaded 'noooo, you can't do. They seemed to have become important cogs in my somewhat self-centered engine of happiness. After what he’d told me, I just knew I had to do something about the school and Ms Roberts, to stop the angry and worried thought processes that had been started inside of me, because they were quite frankly consuming to much processing capacity. I wondered if I should have somehow informed William about my investigations concerning Ms Roberts, and what I was planning to do about the problem, but I shook. “What’s Edwin good for?” At first, she thought he’d seen through Edwin. Then she thought it was a damned odd comment. Finally, she saw, partially by Andy’s patient waiting, that it was an actual question.“He’s the ultimate party animal. That was his vision of the MYF, if you listened to his speech.”“So, ask him to handle a celebration for the next meeting. Then assign him -- you’re the president, who says you can’t assign the vice president a task? -- to handle a celebration for a later. After about ten minutes Mr Walker comes out, and he heads my way. He pulls out a revolver, and he aims it at me as I catch the football. Just as he fires I dive to the side. People scream. He has a shocked look when he sees he missed. I come upright from my diving roll with the ball in my hand. I put all my strength into throwing the ball at his face before I dive back the other way. He fires again, just before the ball hits him in the face, hard. He staggers backward, dropping the gun as he.