.. and thank you. This was a tough year for the judges. All the entries were excellent." the M.C. said, glancing down at his notes.I wondered if any a...nnouncer anywhere had ever said it was an easy decision."One hundred and thirty-six articles were submitted to the panel by the editors of local papers. The panel managed to cull them down to the final eight, represented here tonight. These eight articles represent the very best of high school journalism in the western United States. The Bothwell. “We should celebrate tonight then!” he said, leading them out to the car park.“Yeah, but you have one more on Monday don’t you?” she said, looking over at him.“I know, but I feel like celebrating. We’re one step closer to our big trip!”“Oh Rob, you should concentrate on doing well in that exam. There’s plenty of time for celebration later,” she said, sensing his hand tighten around her fingers.“I know then, let’s meet at the Red Lion tonight for a drink. We can talk about it then,” he. The moaning got louder quickly and with the most sexy intonation I had ever “felt” she whispered right in my ear “I… am.. exploding.. against you… Sinna” she trembled and moaned loudly now and I could hear loud hissing. My back got very warm all of a sudden and I heard what seemed to be the sound of water shooting out somewhere. The side I lay on felt wet now and it seemed to spread through my pajamas, making me warm everywhere.“What was that?” I asked. “I also needed to pee. I just could not. He released her lips to whisper in her ear, ‘I still can’t convince you?’ ‘No, Taylor,’ she said apologetically. He grinned down at her. ‘It’s okay, baby. I chose the wrong place to celebrate my birthday, I think. Let me take you home.’ ‘I’ll just call my roommate to pick me up,’ Elle said. ‘Please, Taylor, stay. Enjoy the rest of your night.’ ‘No, I think I’m gonna take this party somewhere else,’ he said and turned around to speak into Chris’ ear. Chris nodded before giving Elle a wave.