"This is Danny," Miss Johnson told us. "He just moved to Rock Island this summer. He wears a leg brace and walks on crutches, so he will need a special friend: someone to carry his books and lunch tray, and play quiet games at recess."
Danny reddened with embarrassment.
"Would anyone like to volunteer to be Danny's special friend?
A boy named Joel shot his hand up. Danny grinned at him -- apparently they had already become "special friends" over the summer.
But I raised my hand, too, and for some reason Miss Johnson gave me the honor.
Maybe she remembered that I was the new kid last year. Or maybe she just liked me better.
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Joel sat fuming.
For the rest of the day, I carried Danny's books and lunch bag around. I helped him look up "bats" in the Golden Encyclopedia, showed him the cafeteria and the nurse's office, and carried his lunch tray, while his friend Joel glared at me.
Danny glanced over at him and smiled, enjoying the attention.
The quiet games at recess? Showing off, doing complicated hanging routines on the monkey bars -- his arms worked fine.
Danny had muscles! And he was so cute that I couldn't stop looking at him.
Maybe I could get him to come over to my house, and cuddle on the couch while we watched Dark Shadows and Captain Ernie's Cartoon Showboat.
I didn't get a chance to ask.
Just as the final bell rang, and I started helping Danny collect his books, Joel and Bill approached. "Danny lives two houses down from me," Joel said firmly. "I can walk home with him."
"Well -- Miss Johnson told me to."
"That's only in school. She can't tell us what to do when school is out."
He had a point, but I wasn't going to give up on cuddling that easily. "You should come home with me," I told Danny. "I have naked army men, and Mom probably made some cookies."
Nudity and cookies? Danny smiled, thinking it over, enjoying having two boys fight over him.
"You have to go up three steps to get in your house," Bill said. "He'll never make it up."
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Maybe she remembered that I was the new kid last year. Or maybe she just liked me better.
Joel sat fuming.For the rest of the day, I carried Danny's books and lunch bag around. I helped him look up "bats" in the Golden Encyclopedia, showed him the cafeteria and the nurse's office, and carried his lunch tray, while his friend Joel glared at me.
Danny glanced over at him and smiled, enjoying the attention.
The quiet games at recess? Showing off, doing complicated hanging routines on the monkey bars -- his arms worked fine.
Danny had muscles! And he was so cute that I couldn't stop looking at him.
Maybe I could get him to come over to my house, and cuddle on the couch while we watched Dark Shadows and Captain Ernie's Cartoon Showboat.
I didn't get a chance to ask.
Just as the final bell rang, and I started helping Danny collect his books, Joel and Bill approached. "Danny lives two houses down from me," Joel said firmly. "I can walk home with him."
"Well -- Miss Johnson told me to."
"That's only in school. She can't tell us what to do when school is out."
He had a point, but I wasn't going to give up on cuddling that easily. "You should come home with me," I told Danny. "I have naked army men, and Mom probably made some cookies."
Nudity and cookies? Danny smiled, thinking it over, enjoying having two boys fight over him.
"You have to go up three steps to get in your house," Bill said. "He'll never make it up."
The rest of the story, with uncensored photos, is on Tales of West Hollywood.