When She calls

On top or bottom?

Back at school...I could not say that I had missed it, but it was nice to be out of bed. I had not heard from Joan since yesterday, after our...goodbye. I wasn't sure I acually wanted to hear from her.. I kinda did, but the thought scared me just as well. I walked through the hall towards my locker, seeing a familiar face popping up from behind a closing locker door ferther down the hall. It was Kit. She smiled wide as she saw me, and strotted towards me yelling a hello as she did.

"Kit, I didn't know that you're attending this school?" I asked rather surprised.

"Well, smart as me are I could't convice the saladheads fer teatchers of that, ye see. I'm sure I could take my diploma now, buuut they're stubburn buggers, 'r'nt they, ey?"

I laughed "Saladheads?" She joined in and we laughed a good minute or two.

"So, where'ye off to?" Kit later asked as I opened my locker, pulling my books out.

"Um, science I think.." I mumbled as I confirmed it, looking at my schedule. "And after that I have, oh no, gym..." I frowned, I HADED gym, always sucked at it, badly!

But Kit just winked as she spoke with almost a humming voice

"Ah, well, dunno 'baut that! Maybe ye'll find it a bit more interesten' this time? And by the way, I'm really lookin' forward meetin' this 'boyfriend' of yers!" And with that she continued her dancing movement along the corridor. I sighed and closed the locker and started off to science class. This was to be a long day...

I was the last one into the gym hall, getting lost in the strangely confusing halls to the locker rooms. Well here I could see the bitch Kitty and her group, hating this class even more. Suddenly everyone fell silent as a voice shot through the hall.

"Hello everyone, your regular teacher Mr. Kron has come down with a bad flu, so I will take his place until his well enough to come back. My name is Joan."

My heart jumped off a trampoline as I saw her, dressed in all white shorts, sneekers, tank top and sweater with the whistle dangling from the strap anound Joans neck. She was so hot... Before I knew it I was the only one sitting down, realizing I had tuned out and missed the assignment. Everyone was staring at me, laughing. Joan blew her whistle and yelled to everyone

"Okay, shut up and let's begin! I'll train with Greta." As she approached me I could feel my palms sweat, my pulse galopping away and my knees felt weak. She looked me over with lust in her eyes and a smirk on her gorgeous lips...

"So...do you want to be on top or bottom?"

I fringed, startled at her words.

"W-what??"

"Wrestling, baby, wanna be on top of me or underneath?" This time she winked, and I felt a rush of moist in my core...how was I going to get through this?