Meathead One then stopped me with a hand to the chest and said, "Hey, come on, dude. This is nothing to be ashamed about. If you nailed her, you're th...e MAN!" He held up his fist and sighing, I bumped it with my own. He patted me on the back as I kept walking over to my next class.By the time the last class before lunch ended, I noticed that the whispering stares were no longer accusatory. In fact, most of the guys were staring at me in awe and some of the girls were giving me the once over,. If you took up another sport they'd find out about your banning and you'd at least be scrutinized carefully. Possibly dropped from any teams if they didn't want to bother with you." He said it as if it was a horrendous result.I turned to Mom, "See, Mom: totally unimportant. With everything that's going on in my life, do you think any of this crap matters?"The official in charge of "this crap" wasn't pleased, but Mom got my point and started laughing, as did Dad. Mom said, "You're right. For you. Rohea turned towards her, so that she could have a good look at his face. The woman approached him but kept a safe distance. Then, she removed her hood. Rohea's first impression was right – the woman was young, barely past her teens. However, although the woman appeared to recognize him, Rohea did not find her a familiar face in court."He speaks the truth," the woman called out. "He is Sir Rohea."More rustlings came from two directions, and two more hooded figures appeared. They too removed. ” Now back at restaurant entrance, her clothes still mildly disheveled, Laura found the parking medallion and handed it to the valet. She acted impervious to young eyes fixed on her open cleavage. When her car pulled up she asked Greg to drive home, “It’s dark and I’m sure you know the road better.” Laura managed to expose a breast to the valet as she handed over ten dollars for his tip. She received a grin and a sincere, “Thank you and have a very good night ma’am.” Laura snuggled close to.