Now whatever shall I do? Woe, woe is me."Dawn's mouth gaped in astonishment. Never had she met a more timid little man. "You're afraid to drive more t...han two blocks? What are you a man or a..." She didn't finish the sentence for the answer was self-evident. The little man nodded abjectly to the mirror. Dawn considered her options. She needed a ride to New Hope and this little man needed some hope in his life. It was high time that he hit the road looking for adventure. For the mousy little. My teacher tells me that he is quite disappointed with my grade and that he would like me to stay after school today and have me make up a few assignments. At first I protest, and then finally agree to come. After school I walk into his classroom and realize that he is not there... A little distraught by this I pause and question what to do next when someone comes up behind me. Breathing down my neck I hear "I'm so glad you could make it." I turn around to see my English teacher with this. After that they then rushed down toward the ball in an attempt to tackle the player who tried to catch the ball Jim kicked. For those familiar with the game it’s all pretty basic, however, what was intriguing for Jim was to watch how his teammates went downfield to ‘cover’ the kick. To make sure no part of the football field was left open for the opponent to run through, the players rushed down field in a defined pattern that eventually converged on the player with the ball. Once finished. "Do you need the bathroom?" she asked, looking at my cum soaked underwear, a slight grim forming.I covered up quickly, trying to hide my predicament, hiding behind my clean underwear, dangling from my grasp in front of my crotch."Ah, please," I said. "Now."Angel rinsed her mouth and stood back, watching me closely as I shut the bathroom door behind me. I know she knew what had happened. Although, my baby Angela probably didn't know about wet dreams, it's a guy thing. Wet dreams are kind of like.