Timmy squirmed a little in his seat, and for a brief second his eyes flashed down to the bulge forming in the front of his pants.
"Uh...can I do it from my seat?" He asked.
"Mr. Turner, get up here right now or you'll get a zero!" The teacher scolded.
"Um, well...I think I'll take the zero.”
There's a lesson in there somewhere...but we're not here for lessons. Later, Timmy is sitting at lunch with his friends, Chester and AJ. Chester hadn't changed too much. He had braces now, instead of his retainer. He was taller of course, and had a different hairstyle, not much else had changed. AJ was only a larger version of his ten year-old self, with glasses after the eye-test in sixth grade. What are the three talking about? I think we can guess.
"That girl from my History Class is so fucking hot!" Chester said, making a rather suggestive face.
"The one with the brown hair and big tits?" Timmy asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, who always wears the tight shirts and short skirts?" AJ added.
"And too much make-up?"
"Yeah, she's such a slut." Chester said, going off into 'his own little world'.
"Yeah, she is. So anyway..." AJ begins, but is cut off by Timmy.
"Oh shit!" Timmy said lou...