"Sure." Let's really be sexy today, okay?" You wanna?" Yeah, I wanna get nasty today. I'm horny and hot. How 'bout you?" Chris asked."Seems like whene...ver I get my uniform on I get hot," Nancy answered."I know, I know," Chris said.They walked to the football stadium. Nancy scanned the stands. The seats were filled. She saw Mr. Milton high up, lifting a telescopic lens to his eye. She knew he was focusing in on her.She took the field with the girls.The band banged out a fast song, and the girls. But how did she know that I was interested in music? he thought. Far as he could tell there were no clues visible. Maybe she was psychic. Marie was big, too. Not fat like Ho, but big enough to feel fat or not feel fat, depending. Her hair was as black as her lipstick and nail polish. She had a silver skull in her left ear and more rings than was possible to count (without staring rudely) in her left. Ho knew she was twenty eight – seven years younger than him. He admired (and envied) how. I felt dirty. But not because of what I had done, but because of how he made me feel. Vincent took an exaggerated breath and said ‘Okay, are you done with the temper tantrum?” He put his hands on his hips. I could have knocked his teeth out. Had he always spoken to me this way? Why was I clinging to this? I studied him for a moment. He was nothing. Simple looking, simple minded, and mediocre. I turned away and walked out of my room. I was cutting this night early, something I should have done. I kissed her all over her face and then her bit her ear-lobes and licked her neck, bit it and got back to kissing her lips. Slowly I took her to the bed without breaking the kiss and dropped her on it. I took her pallu off with my teeth and the pinned her hands down with mine and was staring at her stiff tits. She was blushing and whispered, “Sir, hame ruk jana chaiye.” Then I told her, “Rani, Aaj mujhe mat roko, Mai tumhe ye dikhana chahta hu ki tumse mai kitna pyar karta hu.” Then she said,.