"Well I think he's cute," Nancy said defensively, "just because he's not the captain of the football team doesn't mean he wouldn't be fun to go out with!!!" Becky rolled her eyes in exasperation and replied, "Good grief, Nan, he looks like a wimp, do wanna go out with a guy you could probably beat up with one arm tied behind your back!?!" "Hrrrumph," Nancy shot back, "I don't plan on wrestling with him, after all, we're going to a dance, not a professionally wrestling match!!!" "Just the same," Becky said, "don't come running to me when your date turns out to be a disaster!!!" Nancy shook her head a couple of time, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and waited for and answer, "Hello, is this Kevin, good, hi, this is Nancy, Nancy Blair, I'm in your fifth period civics class, I was just wondering if you had a date yet for the Girls Ask dance on Saturday night???" "Well, would you like to go with me, it should be a lot of fun!?!" "Good," she replied after he accepted her invitation, "I'll pick you up at six and we can grab a couple of burgers before we go, how does that sound!?!" "Okay then, I'll see you then, bye!!!" Nancy then put the phone down and after turning to face Becky offered, "Well miss smarty pants, at least I've got a date, and that's more than I can say for you!!!" "Last song, people," the lead singer of the band said into the microphone as the strains of "Me and Mrs
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. . Her breathing was becoming heavy and her hips began to convulse
"Well I think he's cute," Nancy said defensively, "just because he's not the captain of the football team doesn't mean he wouldn't be fun to go out with!!!" Becky rolled her eyes in exasperation and replied, "Good grief, Nan, he looks like a wimp, do wanna go out with a guy you could probably beat up with one arm tied behind your back!?!" "Hrrrumph," Nancy shot back, "I don't plan on wrestling with him, after all, we're going to a dance, not a professionally wrestling match!!!" "Just the same," Becky said, "don't come running to me when your date turns out to be a disaster!!!" Nancy shook her head a couple of time, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and waited for and answer, "Hello, is this Kevin, good, hi, this is Nancy, Nancy Blair, I'm in your fifth period civics class, I was just wondering if you had a date yet for the Girls Ask dance on Saturday night???" "Well, would you like to go with me, it should be a lot of fun!?!" "Good," she replied after he accepted her invitation, "I'll pick you up at six and we can grab a couple of burgers before we go, how does that sound!?!" "Okay then, I'll see you then, bye!!!" Nancy then put the phone down and after turning to face Becky offered, "Well miss smarty pants, at least I've got a date, and that's more than I can say for you!!!" "Last song, people," the lead singer of the band said into the microphone as the strains of "Me and Mrs
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. . Her breathing was becoming heavy and her hips began to convulse
"Well I think he's cute," Nancy said defensively, "just because he's not the captain of the football team doesn't mean he wouldn't be fun to go out with!!!" Becky rolled her eyes in exasperation and replied, "Good grief, Nan, he looks like a wimp, do wanna go out with a guy you could probably beat up with one arm tied behind your back!?!" "Hrrrumph," Nancy shot back, "I don't plan on wrestling with him, after all, we're going to a dance, not a professionally wrestling match!!!" "Just the same," Becky said, "don't come running to me when your date turns out to be a disaster!!!" Nancy shook her head a couple of time, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and waited for and answer, "Hello, is this Kevin, good, hi, this is Nancy, Nancy Blair, I'm in your fifth period civics class, I was just wondering if you had a date yet for the Girls Ask dance on Saturday night???" "Well, would you like to go with me, it should be a lot of fun!?!" "Good," she replied after he accepted her invitation, "I'll pick you up at six and we can grab a couple of burgers before we go, how does that sound!?!" "Okay then, I'll see you then, bye!!!" Nancy then put the phone down and after turning to face Becky offered, "Well miss smarty pants, at least I've got a date, and that's more than I can say for you!!!" "Last song, people," the lead singer of the band said into the microphone as the strains of "Me and Mrs
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. . Her breathing was becoming heavy and her hips began to convulse
Alam takes Trenton's load