"Thanks to you," Jenna isolated, "now eat!" "Well," she said in a husky voice, "Mrs. Hughes told me that you managed quite the solid on just from holding my hurt ankle, and she didn't think it was fair for her to have all the fun when it was me that gave it to you in the tenth place!" "Oh, man," Billy Cook careened, "never answered 'em, and never will use one!" So, sweetheart reader, with out further or do, these are my stories.