’ ‘Yeah,’ Tiffany agreed. ‘He left a suicide note. The police aren’t releasing the details, but he supposedly mentioned something about you ...and your coma in it.’ ‘I wonder what?’ I frowned. Tiffany just shrugged. We both fell silent for a few moments, but despite the sad news about my classmate, I couldn’t help focusing on my own personal hell. ‘So, I fall into a coma and you dump me,’ I said slowly. ‘Interesting.’ ‘John, I know it feels that way to you,’ Tiffany said slowly. ‘But let’s be. I picked her naked body up and walked to the bed laying her down and laying next to her, as we kissed and moved our hands over each other’s bodies gradually getting hornier with ever touch, Cheryl opened her legs so I had access to her soaking wet pussy with my fingers, my fingers slipped in with ease her juices coating my fingers as I searched for her G.spot gently massaging it making her hips rise with pleasure.She groaned and cum with a loud sigh begging for more and I moved in-between her. I smiled. "No yelling. I just wanted to say that you guys were awesome, and I was wrong." Wrong?" several of them mumbled looking confused."Wrong! Miss Kelly, how many teams at districts?"Kelly stepped forward and saluted. "Seven boss. Including us." That would be correct. And Miss Traci how did our team place?Traci stepped forward as Kelly got back into line. Her salute would not have passed muster at West Point, but in the Wenatchee Middle School gym it was okay. "We didn't get a trophy, so. Please help me, Billy? I can't do this!”They were in his bedroom, where he'd brought her after the game, in order to settle up. She walked the whole way from the living room with her heart in her mouth, dreading what was about to happen. She had already been thinking about which stores she would be going to at the Mall with her best friend Margo until that last, game winning touchdown by the Home team and she lost the bet.She had only ever kissed three boys in her life, and two of them were.