This choice: He runs into a peppy girl • Go Back...Chapter #3Meet Jenny by: chaos   Two heavy, round objects fell on top of Bobby’s head as a pair of slim arms wrapped around his shoulders. He froze as he felt the mounds resting on his head shift around and an upside down smiling face lower down a few inches from his own surprised, blushing face. He stared dumbly into light blue eyes as they stared back in amusement.
“Hi!”
Bobby’s eardrums throbbed at the shrill, loud voice of his high school’s head cheerleader, sexiest girl and his personal stalker. Jenny Mathews was every boy’s wet dream. She had a soft, sweet face with a body that wasn’t nearly as innocent. Jenny always wore her strawberry blond hair in pigtails with pink scrunchies and was almost always seen in her cheerleader uniform, which showed off that sinful body. Bobby didn’t even want to imagine what bra size she was, but her they had to be near the D-cup or maybe even larger. Her midrift was always exposed, leaving her slim, athletic belly naked for everyone to see. Her skirt had to be shorter then regulated, but no one was saying anything. Her lovely, smooth thighs were visible, as was her panties whenever it got to windy. Bobby had gotten an eyeful a couple times, seeing her pink panties and her bubble butt that was the reason most guys, and a more then a few girls, went to the pep rallies. Jenny was a babe, the kind most guys would kill to be close to, and was currently hanging around Bobby a lot, much to his utter bewilderment.
“How’s my fuzzy wuzzy cuddle bear doing? Are any of the mean girls picking on my special little guy?” Jenny cooed as she wiggled her breasts all over the top of Bobby’s head. She loved resting her big melons on him or pulling him into full body hugs into the soft masses. He had felt more of Jenny’s breasts then any other guy in school, but why didn’t he feel lucky about it?
“I’m fine. I have to go to class,” Bobby weakly said, stepping forward and letting Jenny’s breasts shift off his head. Jenny was one of the most peppy and positive person Bobby had ever met. She was always friendly and loved to mess around, especially with him, which left him not being sure where things stood with her. He was attracted to her, who wouldn’t be attracted to a sexy, playful blond cheerleader? But he didn’t want to start developing feelings for a girl that might just see him as nothing more then a source of amusement. Sometimes he thought Jenny might genuinely like him, but others he felt like he was just a plaything to her and if he ever actually asked her out she would laugh in his face.
“What’s the hurry? Are you in trouble? Did one of the cheerleaders catch you peeking under their skirts?” Jenny giggled as she slid a hand onto Bobby’s shoulder and leaned forward so he could feel her hot breath on his ear. He didn’t have to look at her to know she was licking her light pink lips as she her eyes danced with excitement and mischief. “If you really want a peek, all you had to do was ask, little man”
Blushing heavily, Bobby gulped, unsure what would happen if he said yes to the very tempting offer. Would she laugh at him for taking her seriously or was she actually willing to give him a free show? The possibility of rejection terrified him so much that all he wanted was to avoid the possible conflict. He knew he was being a coward, but he didn't want to risk shattering any fantasizes he had of the sexy blond.Closing his eyes, he dashed forward, running away from his problem as always.
“I’m sorry, I gotta go!” He called out, looking back for a second to see Jenny cutely pouting before she waved good bye to him. God, that girl confused him. Was she interested or just playing with him. He couldn’t stand not knowing anymore. He was going to learn the truth. Not by asking Jenny, he wasn’t that brave, but he was going to figure it out and maybe then, at last, he could stop feeling so bad for staring at Jenny’s ass every time she walked away.
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