Thank you for the comments … even if there are bunch of “haters” out there, as it were. But I’ll keep trudging on with the latest installment of this serial.

After the first couple stories that were more “origin” tales, this installment will pick up and stand on its own largely. It will read better if you spend a few minutes reading the first few installments, but this one can stand on its own if you wish. I still think you should read the others first, but hey, I’m not a fucking tyrant.

Now that I’ve lowered your expectations… pretty please read on? 🙂

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It’s just like any other day — I’m a sad, college sophomore, every bit of 6’2″ and 175 pounds, though I admit I didn’t feel it, riding the city bus home after school. To myself, I wasn’t a fairly reputable specimen of man – I still felt like the 5’1″ pile of nothing I was before my growth spurt this summer.

Only on this day, I was not riding the city bus all alone back home to my parents house where I could wallow in my nerd-dom. I was sitting in those handicapped seats in the back of the bus, my normal spot, when sitting across from me were three cute high school girls. And they were all staring at me. Open mouthed. And I was still pretty much leaking blood out of all of my face holes.

Yeah, I had just gotten my ass kicked. Yeah, I did it saving these poor girls from that gigantic asshole football player fuckwad that wanted to have his way with them at the bus stop. And though I was happy that my actions distracted that shithead enough to leave the girls alone, I wasn’t happy that I lost some teeth and probably suffered concussion in getting pummeled.

All that aside, I had trouble looking my harem, of sorts, in the eye as I sat across from them.

On the left was Jamie, a blonde who was cute in a childish kind of way, I suppose. She was about 5’4″, has freckles and cheek length blonde hair pulled back, and unlike her friends, didn’t really appear “goth.” While she was wearing a Nirvana T-shirt and torn jeans, she had no makeup, no piercings, and didn’t really say much. In not looking at her eyes, I tried to spy her rack, and she had a little bit of mounds lurking there but was mostly flat and skinny as a rail. I surmised she had a bit of an athlete’s body hiding under the baggy clothes.

In the middle was Jenay, easily the alpha of the group. A light-skinned black girl, she was easily the most animated of the group, and arguably, the hottest. She was wearing a black lipstick on her black skin to complete a goth look, had a pierced nose with a non-descript ring and several through each ear, and was wearing a skin-tight blue velvet top covered by a black leather trench coat (yeah, it was the 90’s). And that velvet top covered up a positively gigantic pair of tits … easily a D cup or possibly larger. I felt my generous cock hop a bit at looking at those puppies.

Then there was the third girl, Lara. Holy shit, she was a fucking goddess. She had jet black hair which was long, to the middle of her back, straight, flowing and bright. It framed a face which was positively gorgeous, though I admit, was overly caked with makeup. In keeping with the goth look, she had painted her face nearly white, had dark reddish/maroon lipstick pierced with a ring off to the left part of her lower lip, and thick eyeliner around her eyes, which were baby blue and jumped off her face.