The next day Jon smiled as he went to school, wondering who he'd make his fuck buddy. His thought turned to Sarah, the popular yet bitchy cheerleader. Why must guys like Biff always get the pretty girls like her.
Jon smiled as he looked at Sarah, admring her hot body, trying to get up the courage to say it to her.
Jon's Gawking was interrupted when a strong set of arms took Jon and shoved him against the locker. Jon's expression turned to one of fear as he saw it was Biff.
"What is a little squirt like you doing eyeing my girlfriend!" Biff demanded.
"Uhm... I... I was just going to talk to her." Jon said.
"Yeah, right squirt... tell me what youw ere going to say!"
Jon knew he had to answer correctly, Biff was a bit of a bully, and a bit overprotective of his girl, together those are a bad combination and he knew Biff would get the imformation out of him one way or another.
"I... I ... was going to say to her..." Jon stammered
"Say WHAT!" Biff growled
"Say... would you be my fuck buddy."
A smile crossed Biff's face as he went from pinning Jon to the wall to hugging him.
"Sure thing babe, I will GLADLY be your fuck buddy!"
