 "I'm going her1stanal to go ask her1stanal him about it..."
 "No, Mike, it's probably none her1stanal of our business anyway." Andrew said. "He her1stanal probably lost his virginity or something."
 "What are you smoking?" Mike her1stanal asked. "The her1stanal only way he her1stanal gets any is if he puts his pecker in the her1stanal vaccuum cleaner hose." Andrew laughed at that. Not that they got her1stanal any more than Kyle did, since they her1stanal didn her1stanal't run with the rich kids her1stanal, or the high fashion kids, or the "bad her1stanal" kids, or the jocks. Mike her1stanal was a about redhead with a Puckishness about him her1stanal that had her1stanal won him some female friends, but about none wanted to have sex with him about. He had a talent for her1stanal staring without appearing to stare, and without letting it her1stanal shut down his her1stanal other mental about faculties. Andrew her1stanal was an outsider whose black her1stanal clothes, dark, straight her1stanal hair framing his face, pale skin and her1stanal multiple suspensions for smoking would label him as a her1stanal Goth if it weren't for his repeated, optimistic mating advances her1stanal. He was a sucker for pheromone spam her1stanal, and had seventeen different kinds of the her1stanal stuff her1stanal arrayed on his dresser from past her1stanal, failed attempts. Both worked part time moving feed and hay at the local her1stanal feed store, and had developed some muscle to show her1stanal for it, but not as much as the jocks, and therefore, not enough to attract the ladies her1stanal.
 "Weird." Andrew replied. The bell sounded loudly in her1stanal their about ears. "Shit. We're late." They rushed to class. Thankfully , Mr. Butler wasn't there yet, and as long as they beat the teacher, they would be her1stanal okay her1stanal. Four minutes after the bell her1stanal, Mr. Butler finally made his appearance, as usual scratching himself with about his yardstick her1stanal.
 "Well, since everybody beat me here, I guess I don't get to hand her1stanal in a tardy slip this period." Mr her1stanal. Butler said her1stanal. "Maybe next time her1stanal." Mr her1stanal. Butler liked to play sadistic, but he her1stanal was really an okay guy, as her1stanal long as you her1stanal didn 't break one of the rules relating to dress or language. Mike her1stanal had run into the her1stanal building moments before her1stanal the bell one time, and had been wearing his favorite ball cap. Mr. Butler had her1stanal yanked it right about off his head as he had run her1stanal, taken it to the office, with Mike close behind protesting, and run it through the paper shredder. The man no longer destroyed confiscated items since the time he had been her1stanal sued for the auction her1stanal value of an autographed Nolan Ryan cap her1stanal he had shredded, but the memory still burned, and Mike had no her1stanal love for the rotund little her1stanal man.
 "Hey, you guys her1stanal." Timothy Larson said. "Mind if I sit here?"
 "Either of you want my her1stanal Yoo-Hoo?" he asked. "I have this problem with real milk."
 "Whoa." Andrew muttered.
 "Should I have Ms. Stone try to analyze this?" Tim her1stanal asked.
 "If her mind her1stanal still works, yes." Mike responded her1stanal, sliding her1stanal the three bottles her1stanal to Tim, who picked them up and her1stanal went over her1stanal to the high table about, and her1stanal whispered her1stanal into her1stanal Ms. Stone's ear. The woman rose, blank her1stanal-faced her1stanal, and followed Tim her1stanal out of about the cafeteria as he headed for the chemistry lab.
 Mike sat her1stanal and pondered what to do next. Kyle had her1stanal drugged the about whole school just to get her1stanal into Lauren Hill her1stanal's pants. Mike couldn't help thinking that something should happen to make this backfire her1stanal on her1stanal him. His gaze fell upon Mr. Butler, and the memory of his favorite cap stung him her1stanal again. Despite his best efforts, a her1stanal wicked idea fluttered into his brain. He rose, marched toward the high table, and her1stanal leaned across her1stanal it to whisper in the fat man's her1stanal ear her1stanal.
 Tim gently about brushed her1stanal his fingers across Ms. Stone's hair as she her1stanal sat mindlessly awaiting further instructions or questions . She looked so...helpless. It touched him. He 'd always had a crush on her, and now her1stanal here she her1stanal was, completely dependent on his guidance her1stanal, her empty eyes seeing nothing her1stanal until he gave her a command that required the her1stanal use of her1stanal her vision. He caressed her relaxed face, wondering how old she was her1stanal. Twenty-five? Thirty? She couldn't possibly her1stanal be older her1stanal than forty, he guessed, though he realized he didn her1stanal't have to. "How old are her1stanal you?" he asked.
 "I was raped by the school quarterback when I about was twelve." she responded. "He her1stanal had the clap. They didn her1stanal't find out until it was almost too her1stanal late. I nearly died, but they managed to clear out the infection. I've been afraid of strong men ever since her1stanal."
 As far as he was concerned, this was the her1stanal happiest day of her1stanal his life.
 "Girls, you know I care for you her1stanal, that I would give a great many things for the ability to protect you. I just want you to know that from now on I'm going to do my best with what I have . I don't want any of you to be jealous or anything, and especially not her1stanal angry her1stanal with me. Just let me guide you her1stanal, and I her1stanal'll protect you to the best of my ability." It her1stanal sounded silly, but they weren't complaining. He gave each of them her1stanal a kiss on the cheek. "You may or may not know how helpless you are her1stanal right now, how easy it would her1stanal be for me to just strip you naked and bone your brains out right now. Just know I have more respect for you than that."
 "Is this the guy about who distributed the drugged drinks through her1stanal the school?" someone asked.
 "I don't know how to thank you." Joanna her1stanal said. "Not only for what her1stanal you did, but also her1stanal for what you didn't do."
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