Paul stood a bit unsteadily withhis legs now tied together and listened to Richard with a growing senseof disbelief. The explanation only took about f...ive minutes and hisinstallation in the coffin only about half an hour after which he hadthe time to review everything Richard had said and done and concludethat his doom was even more assured that he had previously thought.Richard's plan seemed bulletproof; outrageously well thought out andmeticulously well executed. If only Richard stuck to that. The people who hate those four years will spend the rest of their lives wishing they could change things. It's a tragedy some jocks, cheerleaders, and popular kids look back twenty years later and see the BEST time of their life. There's even something sad about the ones who never look back.For two years, four months and seven days of my high school life, my destiny was to spend thousands of therapy dollars to let some stupid teenage shit go. Fortunately, fate had plans for me and no intentions. If I turned him away, what would happen? Don't my own religious and moral values insist that I allow him to stay? What do I tell him about my husband Darrell?"Of course you can stay," I told him. I teasingly told him he'd have to be a "good boy" since my husband was away but what's a friend for but to help a friend out, blah blah blah. I showed him upstairs to the spare bedroom. I asked if he was hungry and he was but he said he felt dirty too. I gave him clean towels and showed him the. “Just get her good and warmed up, don’t pop off in her, we can do that later if you want. This is just to get her ready to reward the four footed cocksmen!” Jax said, reminding everyone what they were doing, reaching down and idly playing with Cyndi’s parted lips as she sat on his lap, unimpaled for the time being.“Don’t forget, you have to get under there with her when it’s time and help us not push her too far back. Can’t have our slut sister getting hurt” he said, stroking up and down the.