Chapter 236

“That big lug with that witch’s boobs making dents in his amazing pecs pretty much set me straight,” replied Becky. “He wasn’t even interested in feeling sorry for me. He told me I wasn’t handicapped and to get over it. Maybe he’ll be interested in feeling something else, something that feels a lot better than ‘sorry’ does.”

The Sherman High School had about a twenty percent black population, but the party was pretty evenly split between black and white guests. A tall black boy approached Gwen.

“I was wondering if you’d honor me with a dance? I know you’re a famous star, but you’re here, so I thought I’d take a chance.”

“I’d be delighted!” replied Gwen as she headed out on the dance floor with the boy. “You’re a very good dancer. Thanks for asking me.”

“Are you kidding? You’re thanking me? Now that I broke the ice, every guy here will be trying to get a dance with you. Your boyfriend seems to be having a good time with Naomi. Most of us thought she might be g