You are Chris, a 20 year old boy, 5'6". You are interested in cars, chicks and booze. Lean, smart and cute. A soft structure. You are checking out some chicks in the gym. You grin as they glare at you angrier for every minute and you get bolder. You approach them sure of yourself. "Hey babes! Want to party?" Most of them leave, while a few watch the angrier girls confront you. "We were rehearsing some moves for the spring dance until you ruined it." You smile. "Of course, beautiful, you can dance with me."
"Who do you think you are?" You are about to answer when you feel your stomach revolting. You run into the closest bathroom and throw up in the bowl. You enter a stall to sit alone a bit, when two girls enter.
"Hey Josie. Look!" They haven't noticed you yet.
"What Jane? Oh, you think someone's pregnant, huh?"
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