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the play was over with a pat to my ass. I
chuckled.
    “Liked that huh, I got
more where that came from.” Making him look at me funny, “I meant
the play, fucknut!” I yelled at him.
    We ran several other plays
until we noticed the sun wasn’t as bright. I looked down at my
watch, “Shit Bear, it’s five thirty, we gotta go.” We packed up our
shit and headed for the trucks.
    “Heard Lauren’s been after
ya,” Bear blurted out while continuing the trek to the
truck.
    Lauren Abbott had been
after me since freshman year of high school. Now that we both were
graduating, and heading off in total opposite directions, she was
practically licking my sac to get me to fuck her. I looked at Bear
who was trying to hide his smile.
    “Not fuckin happenin’,
Bear.”
    “Well, since it’s not
happenin’, I can tell you that, that chick knows how to suck one
back.”
    “For Christ sake, Bear!
Please tell me you did’n-“
    “Way before Rach and I,
let me tell you…” he let out a long whistle as he looked up at the
sky, “if she’s offering…” He turned his head towards me and raised
his eyebrows but didn’t say a word.
    I stopped right where I
was. “Don’t go there, Brother,” I said in a low stern
tone.
    Bear raised his hands that
were full of gear in defeat “Ok… ok, I’m just sayin’.”
    I started walking again
towards the trucks. “What you’re sayin’ is that you think that I
should do Lauren?”
    He chuckled, “I think you
should…” He stopped talking and walking at the same time. He was
thinking of how to soften a hard blow, “…consider other options
that have become available to you, because truthfully Trev, she
ain’t gonna do it. She ain’t gonna say yes.”
    I held my breath, he knew
something. This conversation was going to be like a car accident, I
didn’t want to know, but yet I couldn’t help but ask.
    “You hearin’ talk?” I
didn’t want to say the words, but I had to know.
    Bear shook his head,
“Dude, I can’t be the one that says shit… you need to have a chat
with your ole lady.”
    My head became fuzzy, I
couldn’t find my breath. I needed to find out what the fuck was
going on and I needed to find out now.
    “I swear to God, Bear…you
don’t tell me what you know right now, I will take you to the
ground before you know what hit’cha!”
    “ Really… it’s not my
place, Rachel just told me some shit that Ellie said to her.” In an
instant, I had dropped the gear that I was holding in my hands and
had Bear held up by the throat.
    “Start. Fuckin. Talking,”
I grinded out at him.
    “She’s droppin ya,
Buddy.”
    I woke up to screaming and
sat up in bed. I had some chick next to me, I think her name was
Ginger, Gwen, regardless, I had her around the throat.
    “Oh shit, oh fuck… I’m
sorry,” I regretfully apologized to her.
    Damn, I didn’t even know
her name and this was how I woke her up, by choking the shit outta
her.
    “Are… you… fucking… nuts?”
She yelled as best she could, attempting to grasp onto every breath
that she could.
    She quickly jumped out of
the bed, and began stumbling to put her clothes back on.
    Just then, Greg busted in
the door wearing nothing but a pair of boxers that said on the
front next to a large monster dick “different strokes” and on the
back it said “for different folks”.
    What. The.
Shit.
    He was holding a bat up as
though he was going to bash her in the head, which ended up scaring
her worse, in turn making her begin screaming again. Shit, she
sounded like a fuckin’ fire truck with the screaming.
    “Jesus Christ, Greg…what
the fuck!” I yelled over her.
    I wasn’t sure if I was
talking about the boxers, or him busting in like that.
    “I… I thought someone was
breaking in...”
    He set the bat down but
yet, his eyes never left the chick’s breasts, which by the way,
were fuckin sweet! I don’t remember having had my lips or hands
wrapped around them, but they looked amazing.
    “Hi,