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The Bully: Part 3

My plan to soften the Stone wall that was Erin Hardy was entering it's second week. After five days of one-sided banter I found myself contemplating another strategy.

"I'm gonna join the Crew!" I said with a smile.

"You wanna join Erin's crew...why?" Mouse asked.

"To get close to her and win her over man."

"And how do you plan to do that my good sir." he asked.

"Phase one, I steal her truck."

"I'd like to see you try, they never leave it unguarded for long."

"Yeah that would be a problem if I didn't already do it." I said handing him my iPhone. On the screen was a snapshot of me behind the wheel.

"That...is...so...cool!" Mouse said with a giggle.

The next morning the school was in an uproar, "someone" had boosted the Crew's ride from right outside Erin's house. As Erin and the bunch strolled off the Bus the students cheered at their collective misfortune.

"Takin' the Bus Erin, what happened to that sweet Ford?" I asked sarcastically.

"I can't prove it Scott, but I know you had something to do with this. You seem to have a problem with me and my crew, what gives?" she asked.

"Truth, yes I boosted your ride. The reason is simple...I want in."

Erin looked at me with a skeptical look on her face.

"What makes you think you can hack it?" she asked.

"Please I can boost faster and beat harder then any of the jokers you got."

"Is that so?" she asked.

"Yeah, let me prove it." I said.

"Fine you got a shot, be at the old Starlight Lanes Bowling Alley tonight. If you pass you're in, if you fail we stomp a mudhole in you."

As the crew walked off Mouse trotted over. "Can you really do all that stuff?" he asked.

"My dad was an Airf***e Officer Mouse, I grew up around Military guys. I learned Krav Maga from Israeli Mossad, Defensive Driving from Army Rangers, and Auto Mechanics from the Motorpool. The only thing I don't know is where the Bowling Alley is."

"I show you." he said

"I can't deny this effect you have on me." Erin said out of breath.

"Then don't, just open up that shell." I said softly sliding my hand under her shirt.

As I fondled her ample tit she moved her hand to my crotch and began to massage my prick over my pants. As it got harder the outline became more noticeable. "Oh my!" she said with a smile. I held my breath as she unzipped my zipper and reached inside. As we locked eyes she smiled and said "You're gonna be late."

"What?" I asked.

"Dude wake up you're gonna be late!"

I opened my eyes and saw Mouse standing over me. Looking at my Alarm I could see the 1 AM deadline was swiftly approaching.

"I was dreaming." I said.

"I can tell, the Anaconda was a dead giveaway."

I looked at my shorts and saw that I was indeed sporting wood.

"Yeah sorry about that." I said.

"Sorry...just gave me one more reason to hate you."

"What was that?" I asked.

"Nothing...It's just if I was packing that much Shvantz in my shorts I'd be hitting on Girls with a lot less baggage then Erin Hardy."

"Yeah but I have a fondness for Challenges Mouse, Erin's a puzzle and I aim to solve her. And here's you acting all coy, like you and Slone aren't hooking up."

"What...Slone's just my Social Studies partner." he said.

"Yeah right, the girl's so totally into you." I said.

"She is not, she hardly ever gives me eyecontact when we're working together."

"She might seem aloof but really she's hanging on your every word. I guarantee if you ask her out on a date she'll say yes."

"And then she'll be hungry for my junk!" Mouse said.

"Wooh don't get ahead of yourself. Take it slow, it's a Marathon not a Sprint."

Mouse and I walked to the field where I stashed the truck then drove it to the field.

"You want me to stay?" he asked.

"If you like, if I come out running twist these two wires together and touch them to the Ignition switch."

As I jumped from the cab Mouse slid over behind the Wheel.

"Good luck!" he said.

"Luck...who needs luck when you've got skill!"


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