“Get off me Biff,” I spat, trying to break free.
“This is the guy’s changing room,” he smirked “Only one reason for a girl to be in here and I’m the hottest reason here so you must be looking for me.”
I paled. He couldn’t mean what I thought he meant could he? “You’re sick,” I snapped, looking around for help, but everyone else had left and Jeff, Joseph and the other stragglers hadn’t come in yet. Where were they? Biff pushes me into the corner and stepped closer.
“Help! Anyone! Help!” I screamed.
“You’re doing it wrong,” laughed Biff, “You’re supposed to scream ‘Yes, Yes, Biff, you’re my god’.”
He leaned forwards and as his lips were about to brush mine...
