shizzz
That one guy
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Lance smiled as he closed his computer. He had just read the email from his sister which explained that she was on her way back from college. She had gone to school up in New York and had not made it back home to Texas for any of the holidays.
Lance was now a senior and his sister was just finishing her first year of college. They were less than a year apart, but that was because she was adopted. She had been, and lance had learned this later in life, since she had always been his sister and it wasn’t til he started high school that he had learned she wasn’t really his sister
Lance stood and stretched his lithe frame. He wasn’t really athletic, well he did well on the cross country team, but he was very slim. He was just under 6’ and had short brown hair and hazel eyes.
He checked his watch, realizing that his sister would be back soon, that email had been sent very early in the morning and he had gotten back from track and field practice, the spring running sport, and decided he needed to shower. He was ripe, and his sister could be home any minute
As he stripped down he glanced at himself in the mirror. Every part of him seem long and gangly. He kept waiting to one day grow some muscle, but at least the one part of him that he wanted gangly was. His grown twitched, as he yes himself in the mirror. He turned the shower on and hopped in. Wrestling woth memorie of the last night he had seen his sister.
There had been a farewell party for her that had been busted by the cops. This had caused her to come home early, but she had been drunk, and had insisted he drink. From there the night got fuzzy in his head and he thought about asking her, because they had kept in touch, but it had been very sporadic and he had always wondered if he had made an idiot of himself that night.
Lance was now a senior and his sister was just finishing her first year of college. They were less than a year apart, but that was because she was adopted. She had been, and lance had learned this later in life, since she had always been his sister and it wasn’t til he started high school that he had learned she wasn’t really his sister
Lance stood and stretched his lithe frame. He wasn’t really athletic, well he did well on the cross country team, but he was very slim. He was just under 6’ and had short brown hair and hazel eyes.
He checked his watch, realizing that his sister would be back soon, that email had been sent very early in the morning and he had gotten back from track and field practice, the spring running sport, and decided he needed to shower. He was ripe, and his sister could be home any minute
As he stripped down he glanced at himself in the mirror. Every part of him seem long and gangly. He kept waiting to one day grow some muscle, but at least the one part of him that he wanted gangly was. His grown twitched, as he yes himself in the mirror. He turned the shower on and hopped in. Wrestling woth memorie of the last night he had seen his sister.
There had been a farewell party for her that had been busted by the cops. This had caused her to come home early, but she had been drunk, and had insisted he drink. From there the night got fuzzy in his head and he thought about asking her, because they had kept in touch, but it had been very sporadic and he had always wondered if he had made an idiot of himself that night.