Im sure most of you heard about the mischief we had Saturday with the new jocks from school. “Ya—we heard about Dustin stompin some ass”! It was... Jamie Simmons---hadn't seen him since that day either—when I stomped his ass, lol. “Ya well, he did a good job backing me up. But really---he could have handled it by himself”. “Ya Dillion, so what's up, yo” ? “Well, I thought about that the rest of the day. Now don't get me wrong dudes---I still enjoy a good fight. But as I done got to be a little. The postman, who always arrived about the same time would be my first victim. He was a nice young man of maybe twenty and he looked as pure as the driven snow. Yes, my first experience was about to happen and my nipples were as stiff as could be, just thinking about it. That evening was the mayor's annual dinner and dance. Everyone who was anyone would be there and yes, I would be the adoring, loving wife always at my husband's side. After two years of such suffocating occasions, I almost. I couldn't."All right, Ms. Malone, I'll make sure I'm free Saturday. See you in the parking lot at 1 PM?" I reluctantly agreed. There went a date for the baseball game with Jane, the redhead that sat next to me in class. But I probably could arrange something for the following week with her. Better not to get Ms. Malone pissed off at me until after the school year ended.I met Sandy at 1 in the parking lot on Saturday as agreed. She was wearing a halter top, tied so tight that I could clearly. Angered by my silence, she told me, "Listen up! You'realready in big trouble, and you had better answer me!" By now a largecrowd had formed around us, as this was apparently quite a majorincident in this dinky backwoods town. She warned me, "If you don'tspeak up immediately, I'm going to pull down those fancy pink designerjeans you're wearing, and spank your bottom while everyone watches!"With that, the young waitress who was still holding me twisted my armpainfully up behind my back, and the.