Tim had seen porn before, everyone had. It was different when you knew oneof the performers. Bobbie made faces and noises he could only dreamof...Well..., not anymore. He thought distractedly. And the subject matter...He reminded himself not to call her 'angel' again. He made the decisionright there, He'd click it off and destroy the disc. He didn't know whatto say to Bobbie. Tim would just let it go for now, he hoped he couldfeign ignorance.***Bobbie was at her locker, getting her books out for. A piece of dirt, a worn out used up slimy whore, of course her mother didn’t say those things. But it was true. Deep in her core, she knew it to be as true as the bulging envelope in her pocket attested.She decided to lie.“I was at Phil’s, mom, Jesus, it’s no big deal.” That would work. Phil loved her, he’d cover for her, and her mom trusted Phil. It might mean she couldn’t see him for a while, but she knew he’d find a way, they were in love.“Do you think I’m an idiot? Don’t lie to me, not now,. I just grew in a straight type environment, grew with Base ball, Foot ball and other male sports and always new I was a man. I have no feelings for the love of another man. I love my wife and hope to die by her side in about 50 more years. My anal sexual satisfaction is that. Just an anal sexual satisfaction that my wife provides for me. That is all it is.) To the gay question I answered the same thing I just wrote on the note above. She was sure of me and she believed my reply and since then. ”“I don’t know. I just figured I’d get your opinion on it.” She shifts forward in the seat. “None of my friends have anything good to say about the new girl. They’re like me thinking Christy has already polluted her mind. And I figure you’ll probably be the next horndog wanting her.”“I’m not a horndog,” he says feeling insulted.“Sure you’re not,” Thea says, sounding unconvincing as she stands up. “Keep telling yourself that.”“I’m not a horndog,” Trent says angrily.“You sure drool over Christy.