"Sorry", Phil apologized blushingly.
"Don't worry about it", Sandy reassured Phil, "Boys have been staring at my chest since I 'developed' last year. Actually, that's why I go here. My parents just want to shelter me from the reality of the outside world, like I can't handle it or something".
"Yeah", Phil replied, "I know the feeling. I'm here because my mother is afraid of what boys would do to me; She says that an all girls school is safer for me. How embarassing".
"Wow, most people just tell me to quit whining when I talk about my problems", Sandy continued on, "You're an okay guy, Phil. I'm glad I took you down here with me".
This last comment lead Phil to ask, "Why exactly did you take me down here, anyway"?
"I just thought I would take this as an opportunity to get to know you a bit", Sandy answered, "After all, all of those goody-two shoe girls were just going to give you goo-goo eyes all day and tell you how cute you are. That's no way to get to know someone. You have to really talk to someone and do things with them in order to find out what kind of person they are, at least that is what I think".
"Yeah, that makes sense", Phil responded. Then, Sandy's words echoed in Phil's head, "Wait a sec. What kind of things are you planning to do with me"?
Sandy then wrapped her fingers around Phil, although not tightly, and raised him to her pulsating blue eyes.
"That's for me to know and you to find out", Sandy playfully used the cliche'.
"Hey", Phil exclaimed, "That's not right. If I weren't so small, you wouldn't be forcing me to do things I don't even know about".
Sandy...
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