You are Paul, the middle-school scoundrel, a little hellion that takes sadistic glee in harassing girls.
You and your best friend Tommy were in gym class. You were supposed to be doing exercises, but the gym coach didn't care, so the two of you were just wandering around.
"So, Paul, see all those girls playing basketball over there?" Tommy said.
You laughed.
"Yeah." you said.
"Dare ya to go over to one of them and pull down her shorts!" Tommy said.
"I'll do it one better." You said.
You looked at your victim, a tall blonde girl named Beth. She was a little awkward, but was handling puberty well. She had budding breasts, but didn't let them slow down her basketball game. You smiled and giggled a little. What an easy target.
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