Tricia Williams - Our fucking future

Our fucking future 1

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Foreword

Dear Readers,

Thank you very much for buying my book.

My name is Tricia Williams. I was born in 1982 in Atlanta, Georgia. Since my childhood I have been writing stories of all kinds. The older I got, the more I was drawn to erotic literature.

Your Tricia

Our fucking future 1

Cast Descriptions

Guy Donnelly: 6’0” approximately 175 pounds, very good shape due to active and regular work out regimen. Shaved dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, pale skin from Irish decent. Dirty bit: fully erect approximately 8 inches. Trademark clothing: black leather jacket with hood.

Korinna Patrick: 5’8” approximately 125 pounds, Curvy build not active with working out but not lazy. Shoulder length brown hair and Grey eyes, lightly tanned skin but Caucasian. Dirty bit: C cup breasts to D cup, Hips 36”. Trademark look: Think the girl you could take home to your parents.

Katy Monroe: 5’7” approximately 155 pounds, full figured but actively works out. Short black hair down to her ears and Green eyes, tanned with heavy ear piercings, Caucasian. Dirty bit: well endowed D cups and hips almost 40”. Trademark look: Punk girl you met behind a corner store who asked you to buy her smokes.

Mathilda Amdahl: 6’4” approximately 215 pounds, Built like a wall with an active workout regimen and basketball player. Shoulder length blonde hair, a little wavy with pale blue eyes, Caucasian. Dirty bit: B cup breasts and muscular build. Trademark look: The girl you bring home and she talks to your Dad about more sports than you do.

Imelda Ortega: 5’9” approximately 150 pounds, Lean build due to an active job as a mechanic. Long black/brown hair to her shoulder blades and deep brown eyes, Latina. Dirty bit: B cup breasts and 36” hips. Trademark look: She’ll fix your car and fight the girl at the bar but she’ll take your nut if you give her a reason to.

Rachael Bingham: 5’6” approximately 105 pounds, petite build light activity such as yoga. Long strawberry blonde hair to the small of her back with some curls and deep hazel eyes, Caucasian. Dirty bit: barely a B cup and 28” hips. Trademark look: Sweet, Innocent, could make you feel bad just by crying. The one you want to bring home to Mom and Dad.

Natsuko Nakamura: 5’2” approximately 85 pounds, Small build. Short black hair with blue highlights in the bangs down to the bottoms of her ears and brown eyes, Japanese American. Dirty bit: A cup and 26” hips. Trademark look: The little Asian punk girl. Sister to Junichi.

Ben Scranton: 5’11” approximately 165 pounds, muscled but no definition. Black hair is slicked back and combed, near black/brown eyes. Dirty bit: Fully erect approximately 7 inches. Trademark Look: Casual prep of the crew, currently dating Guy’s sister Liz.

Hanna Michaels: 5’6” approximately 135 pounds, curvy frame but a hint of athletic muscle from basketball. Curly ginger hair down to her shoulders with pale green eyes. Dirty bit: Large B cup breasts to C cup and 32” hips. Trademark look: All around good girl, she’s the bi girl you bring around your girlfriend.

Devin Hewitt: 6’5” approximately 310 pounds, built like a barrel and stronger than most people around his age. Shaggy blonde hair and hazel eyes. Dirty bit: Fully erect approximately 8 inches. Trademark look: Camouflage coat that doesn’t work for hiding him, gentle giant of the group.

Masha Golovin: 6’ approximately 170 pounds, muscled from work but not work outs with mild definition. Curly as hell blonde hair that when worn down get to her shoulders and bright blue eyes. Dirty bit: b cup breasts and 38” hips. Trademark look: Denims and athletic wear for durability, Devin’s girlfriend.

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First day of school, not really very interesting. A lot of people trying to find their classes, more meeting up over the summer break. For my family however it was a wonderful to have our common stomping grounds under our feet. Where we moved people stepped out of the way and I took note that I had to make a better impression, which came two weeks later at the first assembly. They were announcing the new student body leadership and the whole school being in attendance, I had only one person help me with my plan and told my family that I wouldn’t be able to sit with them. Kori and Matty suspected something but it was Natsuko who just grinned wickedly, she’s gotten better at reading me.

I’m standing in a dark hallway with a microphone in my hand as I hear the assembly carrying on just outside the door. Mrs. Jackson is doing the introductions as I start to ready myself.

“Your student body vice president is Kyle Travis,” I can hear people clapping, Kyle just might have shed the memory of his actions last year,” And now your President of the student council this year, Guy Donnelly.” People are clapping and cheering but nothing is happening, I smile a little and listen. “Guy Donnelly? Where is Guy Donnelly,” I hear Mrs. Jackson start asking and I can hear the mumbling of the crowd in confusion.

I wait about thirty seconds and turn on the microphone in my hand. “Pine Rivers High School,” I state slowly as I hear everyone get quiet,” I’m here.”

I cut the microphone and set it down as the lights in the gym cut out entirely causing a mass of confusion. Mrs. Jackson is telling everyone to remain in the bleachers and to get the lights back on as I step into more darkness and move to my spot in the middle of the gym and take a knee. By my estimation I’m ten feet in front of the speaking podium and I have my hood up and covering my head when the lights kick back on. The reaction isn’t immediate but when people see me there out of nowhere after less than thirty seconds of darkness I get to hear the student body erupt with cheering. I feel a rush of adrenaline as I stand up and look to the student body, my people, I turn around and step to the podium where Mrs. Jackson is standing and shake her hand. She’s shaking her head but at least she’s not pissed at me. She backs up from the podium and I step in to speak.

“Did you miss me,” I ask getting a cheer,” I missed my people. Big year this year, last year was a year of change wasn’t it? A lot of infighting, people getting hurt, students walking around in fear. Now look here, two of the worst enemies one year ago standing on the same stage doing the same thing. You know why?” I can hear murmuring among the students and I smile when someone yells out my one word to the masses last year, believe.

“YES! I believe in you, every single one of you. We have the chance to be the better class of student, we have the chance to make every other school turn its head in wonder because we believe in ourselves and in each other,” I state getting more cheers, I wait for them to quiet down,” I have always believed in you and you believed in me. Now let’s go shake this school.”

It’s cheesy to have everyone stomping and cheering but it also puts everyone in the same frame of mind, I step away from the podium and start jogging down the bleachers getting everyone on their feet going. I turn to see Kyle heading the opposite direction doing the same and smile. It takes a bit but the new student council is now away from the podium and students are going nuts when I move back up to the podium and raise my hand. It’s chaos to crickets in less than ten seconds; I smile and turn to Mrs. Jackson.