Kiss List (Book I of the List Series)

Chapter 15 - Graham

I was right. By the time I got to the practice field the girls were buzzing about Graham, so much so that Coach Dumfy blew his whistle to call a stop to practice and then hurled the whistle across the field. "What is going on with you ladies today?" he demanded furiously. "We've only got one more team to beat to make it to state and you all are suddenly practicing like a bunch of airheads! Now let's focus!"

Coach Dumfy's entreaties fell on deaf ears. A fine piece of man-meat by the name of Graham Knight had been promised to the girls. They were like wolves circling their prey. Nothing was going to take away their focus now.

Finally, our coach just gave up and told us to "hit the showers." Instead, we made a beeline for the football field where practice looked to be just wrapping up. I saw Doug coming down the hill with his camera and tripod as we arrived. It couldn't have been more perfect.

The football boys were walking off the field when I saw Graham. I think all of us girls froze for a moment. He looked amazing. Light from the setting sun glistened on his forehead, making him look like he was glowing. He had on his football jersey and pads and those oh so wonderful pants. A woman must have designed those pants. The way they hugged the hugged Graham's lower body, accenting his tight butt and strong legs, and had that belt in front that seem to suggest to girls that a couple quick tugs good reveal the contents within... they were a gift to females everywhere.

Graham, in turn, was mesmerized by us. After all, we weren't so shabby looking ourselves. We were all highly attractive and athletic girls. The sun that shone on Graham's glistening skin shone on ours as well, and we had a lot of skin showing. Our soccer shorts were small and tight-fitting and our jerseys, tucked into our shorts, were pretty stylish. We looked a bit frazzled from our practice but something told me that Graham was turned on by that. We weren't the perfectly groomed girls with the carefully created masks of makeup that Graham was used to but I was beginning to learn that boys liked variety. To Graham, we were unique and uncharted territory, waiting to be conquered. A lot of the girls with me would have been very happy to let Graham do all the conquering he wanted to do.

"Is this the entire team?" he asked when we got close with a touch of excitement in his voice.

"Absolutely," I said. "Word spread quickly and all the girls were eager to help. It's for a good cause, after all."

Graham looked confused.

"For the yearbook cover," I said.

"Oh, right, that," he said.

"Where do you want me to set up?" Doug asked.

"The end zone," I said. That's where the photo of Missy and Graham had been taken.

"So, what exactly are the criteria we are going to be judged on?" Sarah Thomas asked as we walked to the end zone.

Graham looked at me quickly. "Criteria?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said to him quietly. "These girls are pretty competitive so they want to know who the best kisser is. I hope you don't mind playing along. I know it's silly but they've all become pretty enthusiastic about being selected as the best kisser."

This plan was coming together flawlessly. I had given Graham a plausible excuse to be a part of this photo shoot and the girls a reason to best the photo that was taken of Graham and Missy. I thought about a yearbook with Graham kissing one of the soccer girls on the cover and a page inside with Graham passionately making out with the entire team. The one of him and Missy would look downright plain beside the rest of them. Plus, Graham could tell Missy that I tricked him into the photo shoot afterwards all he wanted. There would be an entire team of girls saying that he agreed to a fun kissing competition instead.