Britney knew that Krissy wasscreaming on the inside."What like, do you want loser?" Krissy asked in a bitchy voice."I um, wanted to hang out," Britney... said shyly, not wanting to upsetKrissy."Ha! What? You think like, you can just hang out with me to try to becool? Yeah right! Look like, I may put up with you during practice andstuff, but that doesn't mean I'm going to like, be nice to you in reallife," Krissy said with a sharp tone.Britney was suddenly not feeling up to this challenge. She. Who would have thought that the scaredy-cat brat I knew only a few years ago would grow to love brutal weapons? I then noticed a picture on his dresser; one of him and four other guys. From the way they were dressed, I knew they were a band. Then, I noticed something else on the dresser; it looked like a small photo album. The thing that intrigued me was the DANGER sticker on the front of it. Being the curious cat that I am, I opened it. My jaw nearly hit the floor.It was a picture of. I thought I would get screamed at, but in return, got a peck back. My confidence grew manifold. I placed my lips on hers and started smooching, she pushed me. I was now horny as a wounded tiger. I placed her in my arms, put my hand in her hair another on her back and passionately kissed her. This time, she was in sync with me. We kissed and kissed for a long time. Then I cuddled her and could feel her body emitting heat like a perfect black body with emissivity e=1!Now she removed my T-shirt. It was striking, the image of his compatriot lying on his side and looking up at him. His heart skipped a beat. ‘What’s on the agenda today? I didn’t read the memo,’ Reno quizzed with his characteristic head-jerk. Rude gave a tousle to Reno’s hair with his fingers, his hand not nearly as tender as it had been a few hours ago. He rose and crossed to the little closet. Pulling out the smaller man’s suit, he tossed it to him. ‘You have a date with your destiny,’ he smirked. ‘Destiny,’ Reno.