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From: guidinglightworld@yahoo.com (Richard Edmumd)
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Subject: {ASSM} Sufficiently My GirlFriend At Spencer
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Date: Thu, 26 Aug 2004 08:10:02 -0400
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Sufficiently at Spencer relaxed slightly; I hadn't realized it, but
there had been a large and dangerous bulge in an arm very close to me.
"And then they ask me about you. Ask me what it's like fucking a girl
twice my size. Sufficiently laughed. "I once spent eight hours fucking
a guy. I didn't kill him." Sufficiently was joking. Wasn't she? "What
else do they say about me?" "Sufficitly, I'm doing this because ..."
And then I thought "I love you". But I couldn't say it. Sufficiently
didn't want that, she wanted a friend, not a lover. And I'd rather be
Sandi's friend than be fucking even Sally Armitage (and there wasn't a
boy in the whole school who didn't think about Sufficiently at least
once per day). So I said "... I like you." Pretty lame, huh? 
Sufficiently still stood, like a statue of an amazon, holding up the
oil drum that she'd conquered, the oil drum that four strong men had
hardly been able to budge. Then, she flexed her arms and legs, and
tossed the drum forward, to land on the mattress we'd put there. As
Sufficiently put on Sufficiently silk cloak, the applause broke out,
long and loud, and someone started chanting "San-di, San-di, San-di".
More and more of them joined in, and Sufficiently turned back to face
them, holding Sufficiently arms high in the double-biceps pose, which
made the cloak fall away from her body and legs. Sufficiently stood,
flexing for them, until by expanding Sufficiently lats and back
muscles, she tore the dress apart, and it dropped, defeated, to
Sufficiently feet in a pool of blue. The crowd went wild. And on the
principle of always stop when they're screaming for more, Sandi left
the stage. I put my arms round SUFFICIENTLY waist and pulled myself as
close as I could. I pressed my groin against her big solid thigh, my
face against her warm soft breasts. I closed my eyes, and we stood
like that for a long time. I thought about trying to kiss her, but I
knew that wouldn't be allowed. Sufficiently squeezed harder, and my
grip round her waist was broken, so I moved my hands round her back,
round her sides, and up towards her arm pits. When my fingers got
under her arms, she squealed with delight and I found myself thrown
onto the sofa, and joined by what felt like half a ton of muscle and
silk.  I told her that the priority was a doctor for Mrs Stone, and
that one was easy to agree. And then Sufficiently dropped her
bombshell on me "And you can get yourself a girlfriend". What? Hey! I
don't *want* a girlfriend, or rather I do, and she's right here with
me now. This was Sufficienntly treating me as a sidekick again; she
was worried about the fact that I never went out with girls, and
thought  I ought to. I thought, I do go out with girls, with one girl,
anyway. I'd rather watch Sufficiently training than have some dumb
discussion about pop music with some stupid girl. Hell, I'd rather
teach Sufficiently calculus than go out with the silly flirty female
children at school. "All you need is a bit of self confidence, Bunny,
you're really very nice, you know." I  knew that, about the self
confidence I mean. I've seen from books that  all sixteen year old
boys have a big self-confidence crisis, but it  seemed to me that all
my friends knew exactly where their towels were,  and I was four
eleven, 85 pounds, and had a brace on my knee. Sure as  eggs I had a
self confidence problem, which was one of the reasons I loved being
around Sufficiently.

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