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BMS 10

Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

"You're missing the point," He retorted, going back to his papers. "You made the right decision when you decided you'd care about her feelings once you listened to her story." He resumed marking exams from the class before. I nodded and started to leave the office, when he added, "Not everyone is going to tell you their story like that." I didn't even respond, or say goodbye. I think Salvador was rubbing off on me. Once I was out of the doorway, I sighed to myself in the empty hallway. Three exams done. Feelings vented to Salvador. No girlfriend. I was sitting pretty. Then again, for my first year of high school, I think I was seeing entirely too much action in my day-to-day life. "Adam Watson, you bastard." I whipped my head around to see the source of that statement, May Stevens. She had a look on her face so angry it could melt steel. This alone could have been considered too much action for me. I looked desperately back towards Salvador's office. The door was closed, locked from the outside, and I knew that room was soundproof. I knew he wouldn't be any help at this point. Already emotionally spent from my visit with him, I frankly didn't have enough energy to care anymore at the sight of May. "Hey, May." I greeted humorously with my arms out, Mafia-style. "What's up?" "What's up?!" She asked me with gritted teeth. "I can't believe you fucking told him. I had a perfect relationship, but since you couldn't have me, you decided to ruin it." With every word she took ... another step towards me. I laughed in her face. "You came on to me, May. I told my own girlfriend as well. It was the right thing to do." "Did she break up with you?" She spat at me. "I hope so. Carson made a big fucking show about breaking up with me." She stopped looking so angry and shivered. "He never yelled at me like that before." She looked back at me and resumed her fuming expression. "I don't cheat. But now I look like the cheating bitch. All because you couldn't keep your mouth shut!" "You cheated on Carson, May. It happened, and you suffered the consequences." I fired back, my voice gaining volume. "Get over it." "You-!" May yelled out, before pulling her arm back, getting ready to punch me in the face. Instinct took over. Right as she was about to punch me, I moved right out of the way in the nick of time. Her hand sailed past my head as, without thinking, I grabbed her arm with one hand and twisted it slightly. With my other hand, I grabbed her upper arm and secured it in position. It was enough to immobilize her, but not enough to cause her any pain. At first, she resisted. Finally, she realized that I, quite literally, had the upper hand and stopped struggling, Her voice considerably weaker, she finally squeaked, "Are you going to hurt me?" One thing I was proud of about myself (just about the only thing) was that I never did believe in violence. If I had a way to solve a problem without causing another person pain, it was not only my right, but my responsibility to ...