Mine stood at a proud four inches with wisps of hair here and there. XNXX.Com This was the stuff dreams are made of, except that it was real. My friends noticed it too, but coach just waived it off as something that would soon go away. That was a plus point on my crush meter. After he left, I always took some time to look at his photo. They say that you can only truly know a guy when you trade blows with him. He was squirming so much that I had to keep both my hands on him to steady him because it looked like he was about to faint. In that instant, we were friends. It felt so good. I was falling for Tophy faster than a maglev. The worst thing was, since our team left, our picture cork board was taken down, and all our photos were gone. Then we both laughed.
