Booby Prize
Sephy got a real bra, so she bragged about it at school, and pulled her shirt out. I said “Nobody wants to see your bra,” but the boys heard me, and ran up. “I do,” they all said, “Yeah, me too.” When really they just want to see her boobs. That’s not what they mean when they say it’s what’s inside that counts, but she had to take them around behind the portables to show them. “Take it off.” See? I told you so. “No? Not yet.” She slapped their hands, and crossed her arms. “First we’re gonna play a game.” She looked around, but down at crotch level, and I couldn’t see their boners from around the corner, so I came around, and hid behind the portables. “You ever heard of a circle jerk?” …